Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Dream A Little Dream–And Then What?
Brooklyn, at four, asks a lot of deep questions. I doubt many adults have their minds pursue the unique inquiries she makes. Spiritual, philosophical, larger-than-life issues that she is truly curious about. She explained how she doesn’t like the dark. I agreed wholeheartedly; I’ve never been fond of the dark. As a child, I was…
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Play On!
Soccer has been a family passion since my kids were first introduced to the beautiful game years ago. All of them played; each found a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in the team effort. My job was to cheer my kids with all the affirmation and hefty decibel level I could muster. The enjoyment continues…
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Stop And Smell The Hope
One of novelist Rita Mae Brown’s characters in her 1983 novel, “Sudden Death”, made the statement, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results.” Repeated actions, with no change, typically bring the same results. Adults get this. Children, however, are different. There is a beautiful naivete in the very…
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Is There Ever Enough?
I stared at the improbable pile of drinks. Dr. Pepper, Root Beer, Bubly, Polar, Ice–more drinks than John and I could consume in a year. They’re not for us. We don’t drink soda. We do, however, have a parade of grands and their friends that come through here daily to choose what they will imbibe…
Tip of My Iceberg 