Tag: love
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We Need To See The Mess And Gore
I know she didn’t mean to do it. When my daughter Tiffany was six, she had a friend down the street who was able to encourage her dark side. My sensitive, tender-hearted daughter. Who cares deeply for people. Not so much this particular day. We have a spring-fed pond right behind our house. The kids have…
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The Fickleness of Folks; What Do We Want?
Holidays are great times to consider how I did things in the past. Those special days bring up fun–and funky–memories that remind me why I do what I do now. Memories that’ve shaped who I am and how I respond to life. Palm Sunday was yesterday. Growing up in the Chicago area, this time…
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Being Birthday Bashed
It’s my birthday. I don’t say that to garner well wishes or point a spotlight of attention on me. I don’t like being the focal point of anything. I’m old enough to know better and young enough not to need three fingers to say how old I really am. I love celebrating other people. I enjoy…
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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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Love Is A Many “Spended” Thing
I’m not a huge proponent of Valentine’s Day. And I’ve got a husband I dearly love. The history of Valentine’s Day is murky. There were several saints named Valentine, all martyred for their faith. There was a pagan holiday, Lupercalia, that was held on February 15 to honor the god of agriculture and fertility.…
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