Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Welcome Inn
We received this several years ago from a friend who knew what it meant to be present with others. To quietly sit, actively listen, and provide a safe space for someone who needed a friend. We hung this in our kitchen, a gathering place for family and friends. A location for the preparing and serving…
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Living In The “Not Yet”
“I wanna be like my brudders.” Our Pennsylvania clan is a boy family. Four articulate, competitive, active young boys who play well together–and battle one another with ease. The dynamic of all boys in a family is usually quite a bit more robust than a family of all girls. But there are similarities. The youngest…
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Together–Wherever
I’ve had the privilege of raising six children; five girls, one boy. That combination inspired sibling rivalry–sharing isn’t a natural attitude for most kids. Fighting over toys, time, and personal treasures can be subtle or fractious, playful or powerful. I’ve been fortunate–my kids actually like each other and enjoy being together. That didn’t stop the…
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Climb Any Mountain
I’ve never heard of the country of Andorra. It’s tiny, situated along the southern peaks of the Pyrenees Mountains, surrounded by France on the north and east and Spain on the south and west. It’s the sixth smallest country in Europe measuring only 181 square miles–a little more than a tenth of the size of…
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Two Sides; Same Coin
She has two speeds–fully on, fully off. When she’s on, she doesn’t sit. Even eating is a challenge with keeping her bum attached to her chair. Containment of any kind is anathema to her. Kolly is just over two, and being quite verbal, she’s quick to tell everyone what she’s feeling and what precisely she’d…
Tip of My Iceberg 