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You’ve Just Gotta See This
“You’ve gotta come see this.” John was yelling at me from the family room. Tiff and Ramsay had returned with Brooklyn. Just shy of a month, Brookie was skootching across the ottoman. Unbelievable. I hear that a lot. “Come and see this!” “You won’t believe this.” “I had no idea.” Something unexpected. Not anticipated. Often…
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Periscope Up On 2016
“It’s water over the dam.” That’s what Dad would say when something was done that couldn’t be undone. When it was time to walk away from fretting about what I couldn’t change. Like 2015. It’s a done deal. Finished. Can’t bring it back or change any decisions I made during this past year.…
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When Remembering Is A Gift
A legacy is an incredible reality. We will all leave one. It’s something handed down from an ancestor or predecessor, someone from the past. There’s no qualifier as to the quality of what is being handed down. That rests solely with the character of the one who is leaving something behind. To leave a legacy…
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‘Twas One Of THOSE Days Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town, Folks hustling and bustling, most wearing a frown. Pockets feel empty, wallets lacking the cash To satisfy demands for the desired Christmas bash. Some lacked a job; others dealt with great grief. Some had been hurting a long time with no hope of relief.…
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Santa Will Come To Town–For A Price
He didn’t want to go. At all. I was pushing–shoving, actually–to make this happen. I was willing to do it alone. We’ve had Ryken and Isley for the weekend. Four days, three nights of non-stop motion. John wanted to stay at home, relax. Let the kids veg out on videos. Easy. That didn’t sound fun…
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