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When Quiet Speaks Louder Than Words
It was one of those weekends that creep out of nowhere and remind me why the week needs an end. We all need a break every once in awhile. John has been traveling. There were no pressing plans, apart from helping some dear friends begin moving out of their home. No gatherings or games to…
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Anticipation–It’s Making Me Wait
I’ve never considered myself a good waiter. Not the kind that works in a restaurant. I always wanted to do that because I love talking to people. I’m talking about the “you-can’t-have-what-you-want-now” kind of waiting. More than a little selfish. Like a child who wants everything they see on commercials. Only more grown up with…
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I Wouldn’t Have Done It That Way
Internet’s been out all day. That really messes up my life. A certain cable company that rhymes with Pooverse is down. Again. I had folks asking me several times if I’d received this notification or that email. Not so much. I wouldn’t have done it that way. Ryken, the Happy Wheezer, turned 1. Between hospital…
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A Reluctant Gardener
John and I stood side by side, staring at the mess of a garden in front of us. We’d hacked down the hedge last spring, thinking we’d eventually rip out the bushes and put in new ones. Miracle of miracles, the bushes came back and looked great. Except for the ones on the side. Which…
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