I can still remember her name. Sister Jepson. She had gorgeous, red hair. The longest I’d ever seen, and it hung in ringlets. One…
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I’m at Segullah today, talking about swim lessons, telling all. Come on over.
As for my Normal post… all of you, ironically, made me feel…
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I know I will miss this. This time, these little people, and how we were. But there are some days I won’t miss at…
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“Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought…
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They came in a large, square birthday box from Grandma Nae.
For Eliza. With love.This one had two circular windows and a thatched roof.
This one…
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I taught a lesson yesterday (to the women of our local church congregation) about charity. The text for the lesson came from this talk….
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Sometimes I want to shout it from the rooftops. Or from a bright red vintage fire truck. Now that’s style…
Life is good!
And when we’re…
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“A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.” – Unknown
Doug is a wealthy man. If…
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We’re having a vision problem at our house. Just a little phenomenon that will resolve itself soon. But for now, it is cracking me…
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My Daddy, me (age 2), and my brother Dave (age 1).
I’m not this little girl anymore. I’m 36. I’m married and devoted to my…
