Category: The Library
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The Pause
“After all,” Anne had said to Marilla once, “I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.” (~L.M. Montgomery) It seems this keyboard is a bit…
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Where Is the Reverse Gear?
The excitement in our home is palpable. We are so glad for school to be over. Oh, how I miss them when they are gone! I’m a little behind because of chemo this week, but I’m readying our summer basket and we’re putting the finishing touches on our summer list. We’ve even checked a few…
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“And More”
“Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them,” exclaimed Anne. “You mayn’t get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them. Mrs. Lynde says, ‘Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.’ But I think it would be…
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Frayed and Ragged
Thursday morning arrived far too early with the insistent ringing of my alarm and my fumbling to find it, using every ounce of strength to not just chuck it out the window across the room. I rose in the dark with my son, who is perfectly capable of doing early mornings on his own and…
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Strength for Today
The rain is pounding on our tin roof; the wind is buffeting and howling under the eaves. I want to hunker down, to hide, to let the tears flow today, to pour down like teardrops from dark clouds. I’ve shared heart and life over coffee with a friend this morning. And I have heard sad…
A Spring of Joy 