• My Christmas Post

    Well, it is in fact, December 29th but I am still going to post this. My blog has been down for several days due to an important update I didn’t know I needed and after many emails, texts and phone calls my diligent buddies, J and S, got it all figured out. Goodness, I lack

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  • Son in the Mourning

    Wonder, doubt and fear fill my heart. I wonder when the pain will stop, doubt my ability to conquer it and fear what and who I will become. How is it possible to hurt so deeply? It is dark. A darkness that can be felt physically. A darkness that sucks the oxygen out of me

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  • Ewwww! That’s Gross!

    Having raised three sons and a daughter, I have seen my share of gross. My five grandchildren have given me even more opportunities to experience the “yuck” factor. Despite my experiences, Little did I ever dream that the grossest, most vile thing of all would one day come from my own body. On a recent

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  • Happy Birthday Mom

    As I read posts on Facebook and other social media, I am realizing many people relive their losses as the calendar rolls through the year. The older we get, the more loss we inevitably experience. Honoring the ones who are gone is a blessing as we can focus on the good memories and concrete them

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  • A Little More Sense(s)

    I love weather. Growing up on a farm definitely ingrained in me an understanding of how it impacts our lives in a multitude of ways. I’m always paying attention. God gave us five senses. Any time I use more than one of them to see God at work, it sticks with me much longer. What

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  • Just A Little Different

    Like many people, I love beaches and exploring how different they are around the world. The current beach is on Ambergris Caye – an island 32 miles into the Caribbean off the coast of Belize City. It is an hour and a half water taxi ride. I haven’t been to many Caribbean islands. Dear friends

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  • Moving Day (part two of two)

    I don’t even remember how many times I have moved in my adult life. From north to south, further south and international, north again then south and west and deep south again. If there were a line following us on a map, you would think my two year old grandson Reid had drawn all over

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