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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 Treasure
Many years ago, 14 to be exact, I experienced a heartbreak. My world shifted and what I thought was to be, wasn’t. Now I can look back and be grateful for the change in direction, but at the time I… Continue reading
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I Hear Voices
Baseball season has arrived. Breezy, beautiful nights. Hot dogs. The sound of a bat hitting a baseball. Kids on the field playing in dirt… (We’re still in that stage.) I watched my boys walk to the home plate, bat in… Continue reading
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The Silence
March 3rd, two weeks ago today, is what I call my (8th) “Holyfield” anniversary. Honey asked me that morning if I was okay. And he’s asked me days since. I answered, “yes,” because, yes, I was okay. And, yes, I… Continue reading
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One Tired Mama
This was originally posted when Hunter was almost 8 weeks old. Of course, things have changed since then, but there are a host of things that have not! Although I’ve always understood and known it to be true, the reality… Continue reading
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Honey
We often say that God works in mysterious ways. I feel as though my life is a testament to that. He is mysterious, but He’s also very good. After Clayton, I was certain there would be no one else for… Continue reading
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