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Little Feetnotes
Isley made it down the aisle at Courtney’s wedding. Throwing lavender. Which she didn’t believe were flowers at all. (There are no petals!) She wore sparkly red shoes. No boots. When we arrived in Colorado for the wedding, Isley wasn’t keen on the boots her mom had packed. Being the flower girl, she didn’t think…
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It Never Gets Old
You’d think by our fifth wedding, I’d have some familiarity with routine. Expectations. What became abundantly clear was that, apart from that fact that a couple ended the evening as husband and wife, there are no givens. No guarantees. But a lot of fun. Our daughter, Courtney, married Michael Wickberg in an evening ceremony in…
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Dress For What Success?
The fourth time has to be the charm. We leave for another Rogers’ wedding this weekend. Courtney and Michael are getting married in the Colorado mountains. She’s actually our fifth child to be married. But it will be Isley’s fourth attempt to pull off the role of flower girl. Almost three years ago, she threw…
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I Really Can Finish–Maybe
It’s been nine months since we had a renovation done on our home. John, in all of his graciousness, had most of it done while I was away. A spectacular new look for a very worn, very well lived-in home. A joy to behold. But they didn’t finish it. There aren’t huge issues. But I…
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If You Leave, He Will Come
I knew it would happen. This must be one of Murphy’s Laws. The Law of Inevitability. Our oldest daughter, Heather, was due with her fifth child. They live two miles from us, and we’ve anticipated being there to help with the kids when the time came. To be there in the role of Nana to…
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