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Pleasure And Pain–Is There A Difference?
John was out of town, and three of my sons-in-law were at a college soccer game. Which left my daughter and me with five kids. Dinnertime. Not feeling in the mood to cook–I’m not sure I ever feel in that mood anymore–we decided to take the kids to Chick-fil-A. Family Night. A master of balloon…
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How Did I Miss That?
The waiting was over. The cement truck arrived, and the concrete was finally poured for our patio. The process began a year ago when we determined we were going to expand our small porch to a bigger space to accommodate our growing family and the friends we wanted to entertain outside in our wonderful…
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I Wasn’t Made For This
While we were gone this summer, my friend Amy took charge of freshening up my kitchen. Dream items that are sweet gifts to me. One of my heart’s desires was to have a bigger sink. My other sink was adequate, but I had to maneuver big pots and pans to get them clean. Not a…
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The Beat We Follow Is A Life Path
Birthday parties for kids are all about fun, food, and a lot of the foolish adults don’t often appreciate. Ryken recently turned five. A huge number in a young life–new beginnings, feelings of independence, an “I can do” attitude. He’s very self-aware, of his likes, dislikes, abilities, dreams. A little further along in those areas…
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A Promise Is A Promise–Sometimes
I saw the truck and assumed it was someone stopping by to pick up tools from our back yard where they’d been clearing grass and weeds so our porch could be extended. I yelled at John, “They’re back. Probably to pick up their stuff. Why don’t you go talk to them.” Translated: Can you get…
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