Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Bold; Brave; Brash
She looked a little less brave in the middle of a big hospital bed, her dad holding tightly to her hand. The soft cast the doctor fit on her left arm reflected the break to both the ulna and radius. But getting there was fearlessness. Sloane loves to move, whether it’s singing, dancing, playing, or…
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Is It Me I See?
We have a plethora of sandhill cranes in central Florida, and their hatching season is now. They strut all over our headquarters with an arrogance tantamount to their size. They’re annoying. They don’t seem to fear anything human. If you get too close to their chicks, they stretch out their wings, which extend six to…
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Everybody On Board!
I’ve been remembering fun snippets of our time in Pennsylvania over Spring Break that have me laughing out loud randomly. People look at me questioningly, but I just shrug and grin. Sometimes you just have to laugh. One of the fun things the kids were able to do was drive the Kubota around, a four-wheel…
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Friendly Feet
Having raised six children, our home has some space that has always been used. Even as our kids were growing up, we’d make room for people who needed a place to stay for a day, a week, or even a year. Our family grew comfortable with extra people staying with us. I’ve been so grateful…
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Chosen Aloneness
We often do things backward. During Spring Break, many from up north come down to Florida to grab some sunshine and warmth before heading back to the tail end of winter and questionable spring. For our Spring Break, our family headed north to Pennsylvania, where the temperatures were in the 30’s and 40’s. We had…
Tip of My Iceberg 