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A Soul-Tearing Load
“…two “old souls” met in early childhood, and the friendship was instantaneous. Monica has taught me much about finding beauty in the every day since then. Whether it was playing orphans in my backyard lying beneath the Dogwood tree, or traipsing through the golf course behind her house. Whether it was writing poetry and mailing…
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November Gratitude: Protection
The children love to climb the ladder to our attic and explore. I needed a few things so I asked for their help, happy to incude them in our daily tasks. The boys were up top grabbing the items we needed and handing them down to me. Bella-girl stood on the ladder with me behind…
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November Gratitude: Merry Folk in Masquerade
A gypsy fire is on the hearth, Sign of the carnival of mirth; Through the dun fields and from the glade Flash merry folk in masquerade, For this is Hallowe’en! ~Author Unknown As you can imagine, there aren’t many places to go in our little country community for trick-or-treating fun, so we loaded up the…
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Magic to Believe In
“Magic has to be believed in. It’s the only way it’s real” (A Little Princess) Her footfalls were soft down the stairs this morning, muffled by her sleeper jammy feet. She peeked into the den where I sat under a warm blanket in the quietness of our dark house. “Mommy?” she whispered, curling up next…
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Forgetting… But Remembering
The sky was beautiful this morning… a blanket of white clouds over colored mountains with golden rays peeping through every now and then. It was a breathtaking drive to school and the children and I “oohed” and “ahhed” the entire way. Well, maybe not the entire way, because we were running late and every now…
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A Spring of Joy 