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The Gift Of Presence
She was in and out. Less than 48 hours. We had company during that time, so there was little chance to talk. My daughter, Melody, has done her share of traveling this past year. Her job requires on-site meetings that take her away from home for short periods of time. Short spurts are what…
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It’s Just Not My Thing
When the first big snow hit Pennsylvania this winter, my son sent pictures of his three boys playing in piles of the white stuff. Huck, Landry, and little Mack couldn’t have been more delighted. If you’re going to live up north, snow activities should be a part of the winter adventures. I noticed the…
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Just Grab My Hand
We’ve had lumber stacked on our driveway for weeks. For the unending porch project. It’s a huge draw for a little guy who has no fear and believes climbing to the highest point available is his daily goal. Mason doesn’t hesitate. He climbs, jumps, and balances the best he can. He walks the planks with…
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Do I Have To Put Christmas Away?
It lasted longer than we thought it would. There were so many days we forgot to check the water; I could hear the needles drying out. Our Christmas tree was up days longer than usual. I didn’t want it to come down at all. Every morning, since I’m up really early, I’d turn the…
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