Tag: Love people use things
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To Be Used
I’ve been listening to old Joyce Meyer teaching CD’s from years ago. The dogs cringe when I say, “Let’s get yelled at”, and her voice comes booming into the house from the analog radio/CD player. They get all excited when they hear me burst out laughing because somehow she gets away with poking fun at…
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An Actual Letter
I write to bring peace and calm to the weary soul, if only for a couple of minutes. I’ve been thinking a lot in general about peace and joy. My therapist is helping me uncover joy and she asked, “What sparks your joy?” You see, joy dwells in the heart, so I had to really…
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Think Small
Running out of dog food, or half and half will force me out of my house to go buy more, but even the half and half can be replaced with a mixture of milk and cream, which I usually have. If it wasn’t for the dogs, I’d rarely leave home. The dogs add structure to…
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The Maybe Box
Saturday morning, I went to visit a friend for coffee and conversation. We’re in similar stages of singleness, kids grown, and nest is empty, but we both still work. Entering her home, you won’t find a single item out of place, but she’s acquired a lot from previous generations, and I didn’t experience that. From…
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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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30 in 30
Last year when my daughter moved out to begin living her young adult life on her own, it ignited an interest in decluttering for me. Our stuff was no longer mingled together because she took most of her things with her and what’s left is either mine, or not needed at the moment. One of…

