Tag: love
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Rain, Rain, Go Away
When I was a kid, I enjoyed rain. Lots of rain. I was a Class A puddle splasher. Having my shoes and every stitch of clothing I wore become drenched was fun. It made making mud pies in the flower beds easier. Now I appreciate what rain does for all things green. The necessity of…
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A Dog And His Girl
Growing up, I desperately wanted a dog. I didn’t care what it looked like. If it had a pedigree. I wanted a dog I could love. Mom, in her gracious way, put her foot down. Said no. When Dad tried to gift us with a beagle puppy one Christmas, she lasted a couple of months.…
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They Tried To Tell Us The Party Was Over
Endings are a mixed bag of tricks. Some are anticipated with excitement. End of school. Made it through the dentist appointment. Others bring a sense of sadness. Whatever might have been happening was so wonderful you’d hoped it could go on. An incredible thrill ride. A long-awaited vacation. It was sad to see this conference…
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I Thought I’d Taken Care Of Business
My voice has dropped an octave. If I didn’t feel so lousy, it’d be amusing to rebrand who I am with my new vocal chords. The conference has begun. And I’ve got a worse cold than I did weeks ago. Rivers of yellow snot flow from my nose. My throat is raw. I sound…
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It’s All In The Genes
He looks and feels like a giant stuffed animal. Looks can be deceiving. Walter Waffles Wickberg, better known as Wally, is a six-month old sheepadoodle. An old English sheepdog mixed with the calm and smarts of a poodle, he belongs to our daughter, Courtney, and her husband, Michael. He’s the child before the children actually…
Tip of My Iceberg 