Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Of Life and Love
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First of all… Happy New Year! I can't believe this is my first post of 2015. I have had so many ideas for posts, but alas, no time to write or publish them. Have you picked a word for 2015? I have, but I'm going to save it for another post. I hope…
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Wednesday afternoon a friend and her husband braved our dirt road to deliver a huge bag of Christmas goodies to my family. They do this every year. Seriously, they're crazy! They give each of us something and there are always lots of cookies and other treats. We've just learned to accept the gifts with gratitude. But…
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The pitter-patter of tiny feet woke me early on Christmas morning, but it wasn't the sound of excited little children as on Christmas mornings long ago. It was Belle, letting me know she was ready to go outside. I granted her request, then crawled back into bed. That's one good thing about Christmas mornings…
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A friend shared this on Facebook yesterday. It was so moving, so glorious, and such a beautiful illustration of Love, that I knew right away I wanted to share it with all of you, as well. Searching for it on You Tube just now, I discovered it's actually 5 years old, so perhaps you've…
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Mama and I were visiting in her room yesterday when the sound of Christmas carols reached our ears, even over the high volume of her roommate's television. I stepped into the hall. It was coming from the dining room. She wanted to go listen, so a couple of aides helped get her situated…
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He doesn't take himself too seriously. For instance, this is his latest post on Facebook… "I jogged through the seven levels of the Candy Cane forest, through the sea of swirly twirly gum drops, and then I walked through the Lincoln Tunnel… To Bangers for a beer." It makes me so happy to know…
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I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I did. I feel especially blessed that in my 55 years I've only been responsible for the whole dinner a handful of times, thanks to my mom and, more recently, my son and daughter-in-law. For the second year in a row, my son did an…
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There's a small pond tucked into the bottom of a hill down the road from our house. It can be counted on to hold water when the others have all dried up, deep enough that our Max puppy could really swim in it sometimes, not just wade. He loved it. One morning…
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