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Ready to Go
I sat with him in his back room. He on his burgundy plush lift chair, feet propped up, water jug at his side. I on the floor next to him leaning my head against his knee. He settled his good hand on my hair and sighed. “Remember when you were little and I held you?”…
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Cruisin’
So I recently gave a shout out to my in-laws who spent a week in the Mexican Riviera teaching dance on a cruise ship. In response to a few requests for pictures, I give you: The ship The ballroom. (This is where they taught classes in Waltz, Mambo/Cha Cha, and Tango.) The romance. The awesomeness.…
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It’s From the Heart… or the Hair?
Me: Bella, it’s kind of chilly outside. Why don’t you wear pants to church? Bella: But, Moooommmmy, I want to wear a beautiful dwess, so I will be all beautiful. Me: Remember, love, it’s not about what we wear that makes us beautiful. It’s about our heart. Bella: I know. But I looooove my pwetty…
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Moonless Seas
“All along, let us remember, we are not asked to understand, but simply to obey… ‘And only Heaven is better than to walk with Christ at midnight, over moonless seas–‘ I couldn’t feel frightened then. Praise Him for the moonless seas– all the better the opportunity for proving Him to be indeed the El Shaddai,…
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Another Round Begins
This will be a pretty raw post, because that’s where I am, so consider yourself forewarned. Raw. Bloodied. Beaten. Wounded. Exhausted. Another round begins… more scans, more blood work, more appointments, more follow up and more surgery. It’s long and it’s complicated, and I am completely overwhelmed. I saw a specialist this week who is…
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A Spring of Joy 