Tag: Dayle Rogers
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Help From Unexpected Places
One of the joys of having three of our kids living in the same city as us is the opportunity to spend time with the grands when the occasions arise. Because we moved around quite a bit when our kids were little and never lived close to grandparents, my kids didn’t grow up with those…
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Life Is Worth Fighting For
Memorials for those who have died typically don’t engender a sense of anticipation; sadness, loss, and grief must be dealt with by those left behind. There’s also the confrontation of our own mortality. We had the distinct privilege of attending a memorial recently that was the antithesis of heavy grief. It was hopeful. One of…
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I Want To Do It All!
“Why don’t you just go to bed?” My husband was being kind, but I bristled. My little sister had just come into town–she hadn’t been to my home in many years, and I wanted to talk to her. She arrived late, and it had been a long day of work and supporting our favorite soccer…
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When You Have Lemons Make A Bobsled
The weather in Florida continues to be less than hoped for by all those snowbirds who have come down here to escape cold and dampness. Drizzly mist and chilling breezes make it easier to stay indoors than venture out into the sunless landscape. There’s always the Olympics to watch. They have inspired my grands with…
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Treasured Tears
Years ago my mother-in-law had several small bottles made of carnival glass, pressed glass, brilliantly colored and shimmery. Carnival glass was popular at the beginning of the twentieth century and got its name from often being the prizes that could be won at carnivals. Mom had them displayed in a few places, but I never…
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