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Tripping Me Down The Highway
Many things trip me up in life. It never looks pretty. We were having a family dinner because my little sister, Janet, was in town for a visit. Having a blast interacting with the nieces and nephews. Laughter rang through the house as we told stories about family and shared memories, comparing perspectives on how we’d…
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Wrapping It (Her) Up For The Night
You can’t keep a good woman down. Even if she’s not quite two feet tall. Brooklyn, at five weeks, doesn’t sit still. She flails. Moving her arms as if they had a life of their own. Not hard to understand. Her mom, aunts and uncle were constant motion machines. Genetic flailing. Brooklyn is adjusting to living…
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If Those Walls Could Talk
It was a great idea when I first had it. Over a month ago. We’d bought these cute pre-cut gingerbread house kits right after Thanksgiving. Thinking we would have a decorating challenge with Heather and Jeremy and their kids. Possibly Christmas Eve.. Like many awesome ideas, that went by the wayside. We began putting them…
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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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