Tag: pride
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What Will It Take?
The older I’ve gotten, the more I realize I default to personal sustainability. I hate to ask for help, not because I think I can do it all, but because I hate putting others out. Part of that is my story. Mom would tell us to fulfill all obligations and never owe anyone. Whether it…
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Some Things You Never Outgrow
A big sink. Running water. Dishwashing soap. Three of the best ingredients for hours of kid fun and mess. At two, Cal has become the roaming scavenger whenever he enters our home–accessible food, toys he can push, throw, or kick, and bubbles. Treasures that bring grins. I store a large container of dish soap in…
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Just Grab My Hand
We’ve had lumber stacked on our driveway for weeks. For the unending porch project. It’s a huge draw for a little guy who has no fear and believes climbing to the highest point available is his daily goal. Mason doesn’t hesitate. He climbs, jumps, and balances the best he can. He walks the planks with…
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When You Don’t Want The Obvious Answer
Less than four days into our long-awaited family vacation, I threw my back out. I’ve been greatly humbled by this presently intolerable pain. John has had back issues for quite a few years. My short-lived kindness for him escalates quickly to “Seriously? You can’t move?” Honey, I’m so sorry. It happened so quickly, in a…
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A Little Pain Can’t Darken Hope
“It was larger than I’d anticipated. He’s going to be pleased it’s finally taken care of.” John’s doctor informed me of the success of his hernia surgery; I had a better picture of his discomfort. When I saw his incision, I appreciated his words even more. John’s had the hernia for quite some time. Most…
Tip of My Iceberg 