Author: daylerogers
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Who Loves Ya, Buddy?
The family has slowly drifted away from the wedding festivities to their own homes and routines. Except for my son and his two oldest boys. He has another wedding he needs to participate in, and the coming and going again wasn’t working. They’ve hunkered here for a short while. And the boys are getting used…
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Space And Grace To Count The Cost
I truly love people. An extrovert by nature, my happy place is being with folks I care about. This disclaimer needed to be made because right now I’m yearning for alone time. Quiet. Not a typical attitude for me. As a matter of fact, I often get uncomfortable and antsy when I’m alone too long.…
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Last But Never Least
100 percent chance of rain. All day. And Florida cold–damp that cuts right to the bone. It was my daughter’s wedding day. The last of our six children to be married. The rain was a downer; the venue was about an hour and a half from our home. Most of those attending would be traveling…
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When The Armor Bearer Goes Home
We take notice when great people have died. Those who’ve aspired to positions of power and influence, who’ve impacted many with their presence. When good leaders pass away, we mourn nationally; we’ve lost someone we might never have agreed with or appreciated in life. Death reminds us of what is gone. What happens when a…
Tip of My Iceberg 