Tag: Dayle Rogers
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Who Am I Really?
At seven years of age, Ward shows up in a multitude of ways. He can be the dapper young man who is polite and gracious. He can be the focused student who strives to do his best in class, or the fiercely competitive soccer player who pushes himself to practice and improve his shot, or…
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Who Needs Advice?
He was driving. I was in the passenger seat, trying with little success not to comment on his driving. What increased the humor exponentially were the other five gals in the car, all of whom are certified back-seat drivers. All who had something significant to express about his skill behind the wheel. We managed to…
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Who Should I Ask?
photo courtesy of Crina Miriam Cretu on Unsplash I can’t pick out a decent watermelon to save my hide. For years, I’ve been told that you thump the melon and listen for a hollow sound. So I thump away, each and every watermelon. I have no idea what hollow sounds like. I could literally play…
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A Flash From The Past
Recently, we had the chance to reconnect with some dear friends who live on the West Coast. When you’re separated by several thousand miles, busy schedules, and family ties, staying in touch can be a bit overwhelming. What I love about Susie and Alex is that we could pick up exactly where we left off.…
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Unexpected Remembrance
Remembering what’s important is something we do. When we’re reminded of special events, occurrences that impacted or shaped us, it’s a chance for us to pause and consider how we’ve grown as people because of those special instances. Coming upon this memorial in Kinsale, Ireland, was surprising and humbling, that an incident that happened twenty-four…
Tip of My Iceberg 