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Will It Ever Be Finished?
We expected our porch to be finished by last Christmas. Our kids would have all been home at some point between then and the end of January, and we looked forward to having space where all of us could sit together. Without crowding or someone standing. It’s still not done. When Mom passed and left…
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It’s Not All Puddles And Pleasure
We were fortunate. We dodged a big bullet. The Bahamas didn’t. The Carolina coast is now in the crosshairs of the weapon called Dorian. Waiting for Dorian to make landfall in Florida was an act of agonizing impatience on my part. Come do your thing and be done with it. Having the storm stall…
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He’s Coming!
We lived through Charley, Frances, Ivan, and Jeanne. It was 2004, one of the worst hurricane seasons in Florida history. Saturated and blown beyond what was comfortable. We’re set again to have a massive, unwelcome guest headed our way. We’ve no idea when or how he will show up, but we’ll know when he’s here.…
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Would You Like Me If You Really Knew Me?
John and I did a good deed. This past weekend, not only did we have our kickoff retreat, but our oldest daughter and her family were involved in a soccer tournament. Nine-year-old Isley would have preferred being anywhere other than a soccer field. Her skill set is more in the area of theater, dancing, and…
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What Will You Choose To Believe?
Bring a hundred people together for a weekend retreat and there will be differences. Stories, influences, countries that have been traveled, experiences along the way. This crowd of adults and children represented a variety of countries, opportunities, and what the cost had been for them to be present with us. I’m not talking about…
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