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Who Is Beloved?
February has arrived. The focus of this month–Valentine’s Day–becomes a joy to the hearts of some who feel loved and a sorrowful reminder to others who don’t experience a connection of hearts with someone special. Hallmark calls this month “Loveuary”–cheesy. My girls, in high school, when they didn’t have boyfriends, didn’t see it as love…
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Older And Wiser?
To celebrate the one-hundredth day of school, Beck and his classmates were to dress up as older people. The irony of challenging young children to look like their grandparents isn’t lost on me; neither is the humor in kids wanting to look older than they are. Why is it that younger people always want to…
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My Knight In Shining Armor
Cal’s class had to dress up as knights, kings, and queens for school this past week. A chance to pretend, to act out a character and personality which aren’t real. How fun is it to carry a wooden sword and wear a helmet? To imagine fighting off the bad guys with your wits and your…
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Hug More; Hug Longer
I’m a hugger by nature. Covid just about destroyed me. I think it did that for many; we all need the comforting touch of other people to remind us that we matter. When we were isolated, needing to stay away from those we loved, bubbling with only a selected number of people, it was an…
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Worrisome Wounds
Rarely do John and I have moments where we sit at the table and just talk. Too often we’re both exhausted, and conversations drift away like bubbles on a breeze. Great intentions; non-existent energy. I was sitting on the bench at our table during one of those infrequent times as we discussed a variety of…
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