Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Those concrete bleachers

I spent some years of my childhood going to this place. The little elementary school boys would play ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Dawn of the unknown

When I was at the beach a few weekends ago, I saw college graduates walking around in their ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Masters of the Air

If you know me personally, then you know I’m obsessed with airplanes––specifically, WWII aircraft.  And more specifically, the ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

The scenic lane home

Last week, I was in the car with my mom, driving along the highway, when we came to ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

If I could go back

I spent most of my teenage life involved in youth group. The group was close-knit, and in the ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

The thrill of 25

Since I’ve been in my 20s and in my established friend group of more twenty-somethings, I’ve heard the ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Welcome home, Tabitha

Remember the other week I went on that beach run, but all I really wanted was that iced ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Java nice run! 

Over the weekend, I went on a church retreat with about ten girls to Edisto Island. That Saturday ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Just that simple

The Sabbath––the seventh day.  The day of rest before starting a work week all over again.  Here’s some ...

Growing Pains - M.M. Cochran

Missing notes

I grew up playing piano. Ten years of lessons, from age eight to 18.  Somewhere in between, though, ...

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