Category: The Gallery
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Sixty-Five Years
At the height of World War II, they married. He went off to war. She stayed home pregnant with their first child. He was wounded and captured in the war but rescued days later. And he was one of the ones who got to return home to his wife and family. Imagine how much the…
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First Day
Last night our little family curled together in the middle of the hallway floor. Yes, the hallway floor. (I love impromptu moments like that!) Ash leaned his long form against Brian’s shoulder while Audrey snuggled in her Daddy’s arms. Micah folded up next to me with his head in my lap, and we prayed together…
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New Year
New beginning. “We’ll name her Angela.” New steps. “Wake up, sweetie. It’s your first day of school!” New freedom. “I passed my driver exam.” New heartbreak. “He broke up with me!” New growth. “Congratulations on your acceptance to JMU.” New friend. “Hi. I’m Brian.” New love. “Will you marry me?” New journey. “I do.” New…
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More Thankfulness…
150. Watching bread begin. Tickle games. Raucous laughter as we chase each other through the house. Forgiveness. Dressing up and entering new worlds of make believe. Sharing dreams in the mornings. Laughing at the ridiculousness. Snuggling after naptime. Tag with Daddy. Peals of laughter. Screams of terrified delight. Friendships. Sharing lives together. Memories being made.…
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The Fair
Yes, it’s Fair time again. Heapin’ doses of denim, boots, big hair, smelly animals, greasy food, sugar and unsafe rides. Oh my, that sounds so delightful, doesn’t it? So, why is it we love the Fair so much? As I rocked Audrey that night, she made it abundantly clear what the answer is. She curled…
A Spring of Joy 