Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Family
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Thanks to you… …I slept in a little this morning, until the impatient sunlight pestered me awake. …I walked with the dogs along a country road, safe and free. …I'll spend time with my family, maybe play some ping-pong with my kids or watch a movie. Thanks to you… …I grew up in a…
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This adorable, freckle-faced, blue-eyed boy turned 57 today. Can you believe it? If you've read much of my blog, you know I never take birthdays for granted, but I'm especially grateful for each one of his we get to celebrate. I've spent too many hours sitting in hospital waiting rooms praying for him … come…
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For most of this day, I sat at my kitchen table, close to all of my kids plus my mom, constantly giving thanks that I could do so. I can't think of a better way to spend Mother's Day. I am blessed and I know it. "I got to grow up with a mother…
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I first met Rosa over the phone several weeks ago when I was working phone duty. She called inquiring about a house for lease. The next day I met her and her daughter, a law student, at the house. "I like it," her daughter said. But I could tell Rosa wasn't quite sold on…
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Somewhere in Seattle tonight, one of my favorite couples in the whole wide world are sipping champagne, gazing into each other's eyes, and thinking back to that magical evening exactly one year ago when they said "I do" under the limbs of the big oak tree at Barr Mansion. It's hard for me…
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We shared Easter dinner with all of our kids today, no small feat once your kids get married and other families expect to see them on the holidays, too. It's been a busy week. Besides Mama's hospital adventure, I started an intense 7-week real estate training course, which includes journaling and other homework, like…
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Mama lies in a hospital bed beside me, still groggy from anesthesia. I listen to her breathing, every now and then glancing up from my laptop to the monitor above her bed to check her oxygen level. For me, it started with a call yesterday morning at 4:30. Mama was having difficulty breathing and an ambulance was on its…
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I have a confession: I often forget to write down my sweet!s right when I notice them. …if I even notice them to begin with. That's when composing this weekly post of mine becomes a real challenge, but even more important to accomplish. It forces me to stop and reflect on the seven days just passed ……
Long Hollow 