Tag: brokenness
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Broken Is Beautiful
They’re called mother-in-law’s tongue, a green plant that flourishes in Florida. I’ve found it’s something I really can’t kill. My lack of gardening skills has been the death sentence for so many beautiful plants, herbs, and flowers that we’ve attempted to grow. This has thrived. Thriving is proven in the broken pot it was planted […]
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Worthy Of Celebration
I never saw it coming. I’ve not ever been one to enjoy my own birthday celebrations. They weren’t a big deal growing up, so I never put much emphasis on them. I love celebrating others, but having the fun focused on me is uncomfortable at best. I made it through my birthday with well-wishes galore, […]
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Whose Fault Is It This Time?
I was on soccer-run duty. The goal–get two of the grands to their respective fields on time. The real estate adage about location, location, location being of foremost importance is followed closely by traffic, traffic, traffic in the time it takes to get anywhere in Orlando. I made sure we left the house in […]
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An Almost Christmas Crisis
As I left for work, John informed me that he thought he’d pulled a muscle in his chest as he slept. I heard “pulled muscle” and didn’t consider it a problem. He was concerned enough to not go to the office. He talked with folks at the miniER and his own doctor about what he […]
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What Can Stand The Test Of Time?
A break. A chance to pause before..well, before it all begins again. John needed to do a site inspection for a future conference. I could go with him–all the way to Jacksonville, Florida. So it wasn’t exotic or out-of-the-ordinary. But it was the two of us. And I was grateful. We talked to wonderful […]
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