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The Face Of The Heart
Nobody ever wakes up expecting to be annoyed. Anticipating being bothered. Maybe we should. It’s bound to happen. And being aware is a way of mentally and emotionally preparing for that unexpected divot that everyone walks in. Daily. That attitude of preparedness would have helped me as we flew back from Denver to Orlando. The…
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Left Behind But Not Left Out
Seventeen of us set out, the day a bit dreary. Colder than expected. Slight drizzle. Four of us never made it. Sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? If you’re one of the ones left behind, it is dramatic. Let me back up the boat a bit. Our extended family was going for a bike ride in the…
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The Transition Train’s A Rollin’!
When the grandkids go dumpster diving in the apartment garbage bins because of the great stuff left behind by folks leaving quickly and minimally, it’s an indication of the end of another season of life. When you see abandoned toys, bikes and a plethora of boxes strewn to kingdom come, it’s a sign that things…
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When It Rains, We All Get Wet
It poured Thursday afternoon and evening. Lovely weather for those who value green thumbs and ecologically necessary moisture. Me? I’m a sunny kind of a gal. Not that I don’t value what rain does for all of nature. It refreshes. Renews. Replenishes. I love all those “re” words. This storm, though, was accompanied by powerful…
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