Tag: Dayle Rogers
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The Landscape Of My Life
How easy it is to complain! I whine most days about how tired I am. I object to extra meetings at work. I’m critical of everyone else driving on the highway if they’re not going as fast as I want them to. I inwardly protest against long lines at the grocery store. There are those…
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What Hat Defines You?
He was bitten by the acting bug that has found residence in his older sister. Ryken, a second grader, was part of a school performance touting hats. Wearing a Viking helmet, he was surrounded by pirate hats, policemen hats, golf hats, and a plethora of others. There was singing, dancing, and lines that we could…
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When Family Feels Different
We were brought together nine months ago, a group of strangers who were chosen to “do life differently” together for a period of time. The challenge–to become comfortable with sharing honestly and authentically with each other in a short period of time, to allow each other into our stories, and to listen with genuine curiosity…
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The Song From Somewhere
Birthdays are special. Especially when there are so many to celebrate. With our large family, every few weeks we are singing our family birthday song (you don’t want to know), and eating cake and ice cream. It might be a good idea to invest in a candle company. I often reuse the numbered candles–if I’ve…
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What Do You Want To Be?
Each child in the class had the opportunity to choose three possible careers they’d consider pursuing. Six-year-olds. Sloane, who is always willing to speak her mind, chose, in order: veterinarian, doctor, horse rider. The teacher didn’t want to double up on career choices, so she phoned my daughter and asked if Sloane would be alright…
Tip of My Iceberg 