Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: I believe in prayer
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I spotted it when I stepped out onto the front porch one morning this past week, in between trips to Houston. I noticed the fossil first, thinking it had fallen from its spot on the windowsill above the bench where it now rested. Then I realized it had been placed there to…
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Saturday morning my dad finally got an answer to his prayers: He went to be with the Lord. In his honor, I'm reposting this letter I wrote to him here a few years ago… Dear Daddy, All of my life, you've been right here, holding my hand – loose when I needed loose,…
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1. I am kicking myself every day that I didn't become a realtor years ago. And I haven't even made any money yet! (Call me!) (Thanks to my sweet sister-in-law for the blingy name badge!) 2. I believe juggling real estate, my blogs, photography, writing, and family responsibilities is going to be harder…
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September has always been one of my favorite months. The air feels a little drier, crisper…summer temperatures begin their slow (and short, in Texas) descent into winter…the sky sheds its faded denim and dresses in vibrant azure. I'm eager to spend every minute of September outside, enjoying it all. But there are other reasons I…
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A year ago today, I whispered goodbye to this man and promised him I'd help keep an eye on his beloved wife. It's hard to believe a whole year has gone by without him…until I stop and think of all that has happened in that time. So many changes. Much happiness and laughter,…
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I made another quick trip to see my parents this weekend, accompanied by a son and daughter this time who pitched in to help with dishes and cleaning. I'm so blessed that I still have my parents…that I only live four hours away so I can make quick overnight trips to see them…and that…
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Most of us don't need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with. ~Robert Brault I just staggered in from the annual Diva gathering at my friend Rae's house. Two nights and days of margaritas and non-stop talking, too much food, and too little sleep. The sun barely made an…
Long Hollow 