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Shouldn’t Have Done That
No one should have been surprised. He’s only eight months old. Putting things in his mouth is expected. But swallowing a large rubber lizard? Aspen, the dog my daughter’s family loves to love and laugh at, stopped eating and drinking for two days. He became lethargic, so not like himself. They took him to the…
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In A Word–Or Not
I’m somewhat fascinated by folks who choose a word as a focus for their year. Not because I question the validity of it–it’s a great idea. I’m too undecided to pick one word. If a friend picks “rest”, it sounds great to me. Another picks “linger”, and that’s awesome as well. Someone else picks “hope”,…
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What’s At The Heart Of What You Long For?
Where did 2017 go? Wasn’t it yesterday I was recuperating from Christmas 2016? And thinking about what I wanted 2017 to be like? Anticipating my goals and dreams for the new year? 2017 is just about over, and I didn’t accomplish all I wanted to do. Several dreams are still in that “wishful” category or…
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Best. Christmas. Ever.
There are no stockings hung by the chimney with care–we’ve no chimney or fireplace. We make it tough on Santa. The children aren’t nestled anywhere. The grands had a sleepover Christmas Eve, and they ate enough sugar to rocket them into the new year. The only visions any of them have is of electronics. Hang…
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