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Category: Personal Histories
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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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Back then it was slumber parties…scary stories…dancing…eating junk food…wrapping houses…riding bikes…prank calls…boys… Back then Rae was the life of the party…always on the move…full of ideas…as playful and mischievous as a puppy… Fast forward forty-four years and things haven't changed very much, thank goodness! We're still having slumber parties where we tell scary stories about…
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One of the first and best gifts my parents ever gave me was my big sister, or "See-uh-stuh" as I called her for the first few years – I don't remember when I switched to Brenda. How do people make it through life without a sister? ~Sara Corpening I've asked myself this question so many…
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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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Once upon a time, I was an elementary school librarian. Well, technically an aide, barely making minimum wage and working 50+ hours a week …but essentially I ran the library and absolutely loved it. If I had the time and money to go back to school, that's what I would be if I ever grow…
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Today is my beautiful mother-in-law's 80th birthday. She didn't want a big celebration, although she deserves it after raising nine boys into nine wonderful men. …Probably because that would tempt all nine boys plus their families to converge on her house (or nearby vicinity) all at once…and even for a wonderful mother, that's a lot…
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"Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same." ~ Patty Loveless, "How Can I Help You To Say Goodbye" That Memorial Day weekend in 1998 was one of the best we'd ever had. We had laughed with friends and danced to Johnny Dee and the Rocket 88's. Spent a glorious day swimming in…
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Through the window, I see my brother-in-law's SUV pull up in front of the house. Several younger men gather to help maneuver my mother down from her seat and into the waiting wheelchair. For a moment exhaustion pinches her face from the three-hour road trip and constant struggle to breathe, but then I see that…
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We could hear her screaming from the other side of the soccer field, giving directions, shouting encouragement, and even growling disapproval at bad calls, voicing our own outrage so effectively we didn't have to. She was the epitome of a Mama Bear, fierce, loving, and protective of all of the girls on the Cosmos, TG's…
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