Tag: hope
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More Than A Fan; Not Quite A Fanatic
The Citrus Bowl was awash with purple. Faithful fan that I am, I was decked out in the purple emblem. Compliments of my daughter. The Orlando City Lions, central Florida’s MLS team, had its opening game. And thanks to my sweet friend, Leanne, and her husband who took my husband on a business trip at just…
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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…
Tip of My Iceberg 