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Living in the Shadows of Sameness
I’m not the only one, at least I don’t think so. The days often look the same. Dishes, laundry, make the beds, clean the floors, change the diapers… Every day I fall into this pattern. It’s increasingly become the same… Continue reading
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An Anniversary
Friday, Honey and I celebrated our 5th anniversary. Of course, things didn’t go as planned. In our case, the anniversary plans went awry when Honey had a scratched cornea and an eye infection. Friday was spent at home, with the… Continue reading
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Call me Loquacious
We were in Texas with my Uncle Robert, my mom’s eldest brother. His voice, warm and gravely, a voice I always equated to being home. A Dr. Pepper and coffee drinker. His dining room contained multiple televisions, turned on to… Continue reading
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The Breaking or Breaking Through
Honey for many years was a bus driver, in addition to pastoring. 2023 we had snow early on. While in Indiana, it would take a significant amount to make a difference, only a few inches in Arkansas can cause the… Continue reading
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The Heartbreak
It was the summer after I turned six. My dad was offered a job transfer, and he accepted. My family made the long trip from Texas to Northern Indiana. It was then that we met the Holyfields. It is interesting… Continue reading
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Beginning Again
We just returned from a family vacation. Our vehicle stinks. Literally smells. That will happen after four boys all come down with some type of stomach sickness while on the road. “These are the Good ole Days,” is posted on… Continue reading
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