Tag: gratitude
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Twitch And Wiggle
When I was little–that’s always code for the era of dinosaurs–every Good Friday was a day that tested my patience. I could never understand what was so good about Good Friday. I grew up in a home that put a lot of store into traditions. We didn’t have to know why we did things. We…
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Let It Snow, Let It Snow–Enough Already!
I had the chance to go to Boston for a work project with the added benefit of visiting my daughter and son-in-law. During a blizzard. I’ve not spent much time in Boston. Only one other time, really. And it was warm. Got to see a few of the historic sites. Not now. This Florida gal…
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A Glimpse of Light–With Smiles
I’ve thought I knew a lot about Africa. Studied it in geography. Read about it in the papers. Heard stories from people who had been there. I could find it on a map. Nothing could prepare me for what I saw when I deplaned in Ouagadougou, the capital of Burkina Faso. (It took me a…
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The Surprises Keep On Comin’
There’s a reason Christmas comes only once a year. Yes, it’s all about the birth of Jesus. It’s a celebration of hope promised, joy anticipated. But aside from that, as a child, can you imagine being that surprised and awed over and over again? Day after day? It would be exhausting. (Crabbiness and whining would…
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Clouds and Countless Choices
John and I took a walk Saturday evening. The temperature had dropped a bit, a breeze was blowing gently and the sky was brilliant with the colors of the setting sun. It was an evening that made being alive–able to see beauty, smell the jasmine and hear the birds and crickets–a gift. At a time…
Tip of My Iceberg 