Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Would You Like Me If You Really Knew Me?
John and I did a good deed. This past weekend, not only did we have our kickoff retreat, but our oldest daughter and her family were involved in a soccer tournament. Nine-year-old Isley would have preferred being anywhere other than a soccer field. Her skill set is more in the area of theater, dancing, and…
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What Will You Choose To Believe?
Bring a hundred people together for a weekend retreat and there will be differences. Stories, influences, countries that have been traveled, experiences along the way. This crowd of adults and children represented a variety of countries, opportunities, and what the cost had been for them to be present with us. I’m not talking about…
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It Could Drive Me Crazy
Road trips are fun. Seeing the countryside from the highway, admiring the landscape, listening to a book on tape are all things I enjoy. Not my husband so much. He’d rather get on a plane and get to wherever he’s going. He does all the driving. As much as I enjoy road trips, I despise…
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The Second Coming Of Noah
Our Sunshine State is sodden. Since returning from Colorado–where the sun shines typically more than it does in Florida–we’ve seen little of our golden globe of a friend. It’s rained every day. Often in torrents. Puddles are no longer problematic–they’re permanent. Soggy is our new norm. Humidity that is always high has become a living…
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Grins, Giggles And A Little Wiggle
I find easy to whine and complain. Especially lately. I’m not the only one like this–whininess and discontent are like an airborne disease that affects us all. Depending on the weather, circumstances, and which side of the bed we chose to get up from. I’ve been less than jolly because of a sore back. I…
Tip of My Iceberg 