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If At First You Don’t Succeed, Go For The Games
“Is there anything you could do to help me?” Desperate. Pleading. Three young children, 95 degree weather, and we’d already been walking quite a bit. I was at DisneyWorld with two grands and one of their friends. Three genuinely fun kids. We’d have five hours at the Magic Kingdom, a challenge of managing time and…
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Mouthy Misinformation
“Aww, c’mon!” I was loud. I’ve a voice that carries quite well. Six kids gave me ample opportunity to learn to project. This wasn’t a response to my kids. Or the grands. I was at a soccer game. Sydney’s team is a bit of a mix. There are gals who love the game and want…
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Having It All Is Never Enough
I’m a sports fan. Not a fanatic. That would be my husband. Any sport. Any time. If he’s got a moment, ESPN is his go-to place to vegetate. As I was getting ready to leave for work, Sports Center was on. I heard “He was found dead in his cell.” It got my attention. Aaron…
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What Eggsactly Are You Looking For?
I’ve deep convictions about the significant spiritual truths of Easter. I’ve found for myself that the empty tomb has been the promise of life and hope. Heaven is my guarantee because of Jesus’ gift for me. Theology aside, with Easter, there must be eggs. Colored eggs. Eggs filled with candy. Hidden eggs. I don’t…
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