Tag: hope
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So Many Choices, So Few Good Decisions
I looked at her plate. It was definitely colorful. “So, you’re really going to eat that?” “Yup! And then I’m gonna have dessert!” Eight-year-old Sydney skipped away, M&M’s flying off the side of her plate. Of course she was skipping. The anticipation of that much candy had her sugar levels rocketing off to a grand…
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Things That Go Bump In The Night–And During The Day
I’m a morning person. A fairly early morning person. It’s my one time to be alone, to think, pray, process life. No phones. No grandchildren. No expectations. There’s something calming about walking at this time of the day. It’s still dark outside. There isn’t much traffic. No ambient noise. The signature songs of different birds…
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The Best the Bucket Has to Offer
It wasn’t what I expected. But then, I’m not sure I could have anticipated what it would be like. The Holy Land. For years I’ve had only one significant item on my bucket list–apart from seeing all my children working well, married well and making good choices. That was to go to Israel. The place…
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Up, Up and Away!
I walked out of the grocery store feeling frustrated. Does grocery shopping usually frustrate me? Yes. Rarely is there anything new to really get excited about there. I wander the produce aisle and get the same fruits and vegetables. I move through the dairy aisle and avoid the real dairy for my lactose intolerant family.…
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The Bursting of the Bubbily Bubbles
There’s nothing like a bathtub full of bubbles to make you smile. I’ve watched my grandkids turn from frumpy to fun-loving with a fistful of bubbles. They make bubble beards, bubble biceps, bubble hats, bubble mountains. The creativity and fun is endless with the foamy white that fills the tub. Isley uses two washcloths she…
Tip of My Iceberg 