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Category: birthdays
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"You must have been a beautiful baby…" ~Johnny Mercer Last week I asked my mom what she wanted for her birthday. She stared off for a few seconds, then looked at me and said "More time." But there was a twinkle in her eye, and her mouth turned up in a grin as…
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My middle son turned 27 today. My "baby" turned 24 this summer and my oldest will be 30 in December. Yikes! I can only imagine how my mom feels, knowing her baby (me) is 56. But I can see in her eyes when she looks at me, even though our roles are somewhat reversed…
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My Daddy's been gone two years now, so it's truly a blessing that I can still see him in my mind, alive and well, with eyes twinkling. Even now, I turn to him in tough times and hear his voice encouraging me. Photographs and blog posts help keep his memory fresh. I've spent the…
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So, house, we love thee, as we could not loveA palace wherein no pulse of love had struck,Where farewells had not been—and whereNo busy memories haunt the vacant rooms.~J.J. Britton (1832–1913), "A Home" I'm nearing the end of this summer's journey of clearing out my parents' home. My childhood home. …
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An older sister is a friend and defender – a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too. ~Pam Brown For a few years, my sister and I shared the small room above. It was painted a pale purple at the time. It was in this room that I remember…
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Baby girls twirl into your life a sweet pink rush of kisses and hugs and giggles, petticoats and tiaras, soccer cleats and mudpies, baby dolls and bicycles, makeup and skinned knees, spitfire and swallowed tears. They're a wonder to behold, an ever-changing blessing. ~ me Today my baby turned 24…
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I turned 56 two weeks ago. I've had intentions of writing this post ever since, but somehow the days have just flown by me. I hope that's not indicative of this coming year! But I know it will be. Heck, it's indicative of the past decade! But otherwise, I'm kind of liking 56. I…