Tag: hope
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Sweet Stress; A Party In Spite Of The Pain
I really didn’t want to go. But I’d never consider not showing up. My twin sister’s husband had been diagnosed with lung cancer. I didn’t want Gayle to sit through surgery alone, so I flew up to be with her. My little sister also came. And Gayle’s daughter, Kate. And her boyfriend, Alex. The time…
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What’s So Special About The Sauce?
I’ve found myself in cow country a lot lately. Not the pasture, dairy farm, huge herd type of moo land. Chick-fil-A. The big kids are beyond the kid meals. Eating them only whets the appetite, never satisfies. Isley is still enamored with the play area and ice cream to focus much on real food. Ryken, at…
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Has Anybody Seen My Old Friend Martin?
We live in a world of rich diversity. I’ve got friends from a variety of backgrounds, ethnicities, experiences and cultures. What I love about all of my friends is that they’re different from me. If I spent time with just me for long, I’d get bored and lonely. My personal dysfunctions would escalate dramatically. If…
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Wrapping It (Her) Up For The Night
You can’t keep a good woman down. Even if she’s not quite two feet tall. Brooklyn, at five weeks, doesn’t sit still. She flails. Moving her arms as if they had a life of their own. Not hard to understand. Her mom, aunts and uncle were constant motion machines. Genetic flailing. Brooklyn is adjusting to living…
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You’ve Just Gotta See This
“You’ve gotta come see this.” John was yelling at me from the family room. Tiff and Ramsay had returned with Brooklyn. Just shy of a month, Brookie was skootching across the ottoman. Unbelievable. I hear that a lot. “Come and see this!” “You won’t believe this.” “I had no idea.” Something unexpected. Not anticipated. Often…
Tip of My Iceberg 