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Hear Myself Living
It’s okay to change your mind. I change mine over something almost every day and I think being adaptable smooths the rough edges of change. Even though I didn’t plant any flowers in the ground this year, it didn’t stop me from having flowers. There’s something inside of me especially this time of year that…
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The Golden Jubilee
My home is telling on me. The past few Friday’s have looked similar where all of the empty cups, mugs and coffee paraphernalia congregated to the kitchen island as if to say, “We served her well today.” The empty water bottle resting in the middle of the massive wood table didn’t make it to the…
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Make Your Heart Soar
How easily forgotten are these meaningful aspects of life once they’re no longer in view. These random moments that fill your heart with pure joy and in that instance, you realize that life is meant to be lived. A fellow blogger/friend of mine recently wrote a post about taking a 3-minute break in between zooms…
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Go and Live Your Life
I was raised in an era where the rules were, you get a job, get married, buy a house plus cars, have kids and that would be your life. You stayed together no matter what, for the sake of the kids, but ten years ago, I realized that wasn’t true and didn’t want my daughter…
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A Season of Horrid
My mail lady is going through some changes with the postal service. The other day I asked her, “How are you doing?” and she said, “I’m making $6,000 a year less and doing the same work!” I wasn’t expecting that. This week, I dropped a note in the mailbox for her along with a Starbuck’s…
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Loosening My Grip
I feel lighter and more free today than yesterday. I’ve felt this way before and have said something similar many times. By His grace I hope to tap into this intermittent feeling many more times, but for now let’s stay in today. I’m storing a coffee table for my daughter until she is ready to…
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These Three Cups
There was a bird singing so loudly it was almost disturbing. That could have something to do with watching the old Alfred Hitchcock movie, “Birds” before bed. Since watching that movie, I’ll think twice when seeing a row of crows perched along power lines! 😂 I found this pattern interesting and wanted to write about…
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Handle With Care
I won my bet with Gary over the wreath from the post, Don’t Rush the Seasons. He said the wreath would make it’s debut by February 14th, but we’re nearing the end of March and it’s still not on the front door. The wreath is more fragile than I anticipated. Reading the fine print on…
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The Classroom of Life
I correspond through letters with several WordPress writers. The first time Dawn, at Aging With Grace mailed me a letter I was intrigued by her return address stamp on the face of the envelope. It’s round and I hadn’t seen anything quite like it before. She sent me the link to where she purchased it,…
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Share What You Know
Welcome to another installment of Share What You Know. The years we’ve spent roaming this earth, offer ample opportunity to learn and share what you know. Recently, I shared this tip with someone and it was like a revelation to them, so it’s my pleasure to share it here with you. I like to purchase…
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You Do You Boo
It’s Friday morning around 10:00 am, and I’m sitting at the massive wood kitchen table that has evolved into a giant desk. Looking away from the laptop screen onto the window I spot the mail carrier’s van sitting in front of my mailbox. Laying my glasses aside I head for the door, step outside and…
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The Best Gift of All
Earlier in the week, I walked to a friends house for coffee. We had agreed to exchange gifts this year, but keep it below $20. It’s humorous how well she knows my heart. She served Christmas cookies with our coffee. She flung open the front door and yelled, “Happy Christmas, Barbara!” I grinned at her…
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Share What You Know
It was this time last year that I was walking though Wal-Mart when I cut through the grocery department and noticed two young girls, no more than 20 years old, walking toward me. They were squinting at a list that had been torn from a small notepad. No doubt handwritten and most likely in cursive.…
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What a Saturday Morning Feels Like
I did something this morning that I haven’t done in a very long time. I sat down in one of the overstuffed Parson chairs, grabbed my red throw to cover my legs and read a few pages from a book that’s laying on my table of books. I believe a writer should be surrounded by…
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The Age of Absolutely
I drove into town specifically to purchase a pair of gloves. I’d seen them in one of my favorite shoppes over a month ago and was drawn to them then, but didn’t make the purchase. They only had two pair left of an interesting pattern that I probably wouldn’t have chosen at first glance, but…
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