Tag: love
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Made to be Molded
A friend and I were having coffee the other day at a little shop I frequent. I’ve gotten to know quite a few workers there, and they seem to remember me. (It’s actually become one of my remote offices. I’m there enough for random customers to remember me.) It’s small, cozy and they have wonderful…
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All Dressed Up and Somewhere To Go
There they all were. My girls. Dressed up and looking fine. Celebrating not just a wedding, but the receiving of a new sister. A young woman who is as much a part of our family as if she’d been born into it. Someone who can appreciate the gentle jokes and constant teasing of five sisters…
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Here Comes the Bride
Our son got married the day before Easter. His five sisters, who love him deeply, had fully vetted and approved of his soon-to-be wife–no easy task. It was a beautiful day–finally. The week had been overcast, windy and chilly. But the sun came out, the weather warmed wonderfully, and the stage was set for genuine…
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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 