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Who Do You See?
It was supposed to be a surprise. My husband reached a milestone birthday, and he despises celebrations where he’s the center of attention. His favorite birthday as an adult was during COVID, when nobody could be together. I was told to have him outside at a certain time, and a lineup of cars, like a…
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Bubble Magic
We needed a gift. Fast. We’ve worked ourselves into a routine of bringing a “congratulatory” gift when one of the grands has a performance. Something appropriate to their age and particular likes. They’ve come to expect it. Finding out about a spring production for Kolly’s pre-school class came later than we would have liked. Neither…
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Avoid Hilly Terrain
photo courtesy of Claudio Testa on Unsplash One of my Dad’s favorite encouragements for us growing up was “Not every hill is worth dying on.” His focus on picking our battles was practical–not everything is significant enough to be bothered about. Stress is part of life; on any given day, some things potentially could annoy…
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The Meaning Of Discovery
It was “Bring Your Loved Ones To Work Day” at my daughter’s non-profit in Colorado, not just children, but parents, grandkids, or whoever, if someone didn’t have a child to bring. A wonderful opportunity to see behind the scenes of this remarkable group of people who seek to provide for underprivileged kids. Beck, who is…
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The Collaboration Club
They’re called black-bellied whistling ducks, and they’re known for their bright red bills, pink feet, and white wing patches. They swarm around our pond in the backyard fairly frequently, and I’ve always loved their high-pitched whistling calls, which they always seem to do in unison. They mate for life, which might account for the fact…
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