Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Of Life and Love
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A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty. ~Author Unknown On one of the last visits I had with my Daddy before he passed – maybe even the last one – his face lit up in a smile at the sight of me and…
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My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune. ~Graycie Harmon When you think about it, life is so very fragile, so touch and go, and there are so many things that can go wrong – that do…
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To all God's beloved who are called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. ~Romans 1:7 "The memory of those who have gone before us, to whom we are linked by bonds of fidelity and gratitude, must also accompany us in all the acts of…
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Starting a sweet! journal was a great idea! For once, I've remembered to record them every day. (At least for three weeks. But I think that's a record.) I keep the journal open on my bathroom counter. Every evening I'm reminded to reflect on the day and the blessings I've received. It's funny how…
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A few days ago, I traded my phone for an umbrella when I took Belle for our morning run/walk down our dirt road. And that's why I don't have a photo of the most beautiful rainbow … a perfect arch above the horizon, and below it, a summer-blue sky that winked at me from behind stormy gray clouds,…
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The day after I mailed my Christmas cards this year, I came across my Christmas letter from 2009. It was in one of the boxes I brought from my parents' home. In it, I read about what each one of us had been up to that year. For one thing, I discovered Facebook that…
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Each year I have a guiding word. A mascot. Last year it was "Embrace". It's hard to describe how a guiding word comes to be. It's a connection… sort of a message of what I need to focus on in the coming year. This year I tried on a few that might seem a little…
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The last few days have been a wonderful blur of unfamiliar activity for me… hours away from my computer and phone, spent mostly in my kitchen, measuring flour and sugar, warming up ovens, with timers beeping, beeping, beeping, and dishes piling up in the sink. I spent one day making cookies and fudge, another day getting casseroles and…
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I think it's time, don't you? Somewhere I read that everything we do, every simple action or word, sends an energy into the world, either positive or negative, ultimately contributing to either war or peace. We can point fingers and lay blame, but to some degree each one of us carries that responsibility…
Long Hollow 