Tag: grace
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I Found Him!
He wasn’t physically or mentally lost. He was still operating with all his faculties. But he felt lost to me. We hadn’t connected well with him in quite some time. My husband’s job has been really busy of late. A smattering of travel, a plethora of meetings, responsibilities that grab his attention and his…
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Let ‘Em All Eat Cake
26 years apart, Debbie and Mason celebrate their birthdays the same day. Debbie is no newcomer to birthday cake and candles. Her nieces and nephews got a kick putting on 27 candles on her smash cake. Yes, I said smash cake. A current fad is to give a one-year-old a small cake to do…
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Different Is Worth A Second Look
When I was a kid, toys didn’t talk (except Chatty Cathy, and she was just weird), light up (unless you were playing with your folks’ flashlight), or move (without help from me). We were in a world of our creation. Imagination drove play. Any noise came from make-believe. Screaming pirates where we’d attack each other…
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Played Well And Still Lost–Am I A Loser?
Our family has soccer imbedded in our DNA. Over the weekend I had the privilege of watching two of the grands play in games that mattered. A lot. Not in the big scheme of world issues. In the competitive realm of sports for kids. Sydney competed for a state championship. Her team was new, first…
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Do You Really See Me?
Nobody likes to be pushed aside. Even for a great reason. Brooklyn, at two, has waited with great anticipation for baby brother Mason to show up. She’s been kind to him, giving him kisses when she’s supervised, holding his pacifier in his mouth under the kind eyes of her dad. She wasn’t prepared for the amount of…
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