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When The Pot Calls The Kettle A Fake
No one likes to think of themselves as a phony. I’ve always considered myself as pretty straight forward and genuine. That all unraveled on Saturday when we heard that our newest grandson, Landry, less than a week old, was back in the hospital. He’d begun to run a fever at home, and it got high enough…
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The Wilderness Of Waiting
“You waited.” The iconic last line from one of my favorite chick flicks, “The Lake House.” A movie that makes little sense but is a feel-good experience where true love wins. While waiting. That’s what I wanted to communicate to my new grandson, Landry John, born on April 26. You waited. He was in a bigger…
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Hello? Hello? Is Anyone There?
She talks to her all the time. If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was talking to herself. Melody and Chris are having their first baby soon. Another grandchild for us, but their little girl will be their introduction into parenthood. Melody has already been having conversations with her daughter. Conversations I’d expect from…
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What’s That Doggie In The Window Doing?
She isn’t what she was. My daughter and her family rescued a short-haired pointer from the friendly folks at PetSmart several months ago. A sweet gal who was rather timid, she’d been grabbed before certain death at a pound by people who didn’t want to see her put down. She’s found an outstanding home with…
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The Beautiful Game–More Or Much Less
Isley has wanted to be a soccer player for awhile. Number four of five children, she’s seen her three older siblings don uniforms, head to the pitch, and engage in the beautiful game. Being an uninvolved observer, she’s been wondering when it would be her turn to play. To have a chance to show her…
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