Cookies and Christ
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A strong hitch in my giddy-up…
I hate birthdays.Not yours… just mine. 😉I don’t know why.I dread them and only feel relief when the day is over.It’s not an age thing- not fear of getting older- bring it!But rather just the layers of expectations plagued by a day of celebration.Is… Continue Reading “A strong hitch in my giddy-up…”
The Cheers or Groans of the 59,999 Other People…
It was the fourth quarter and the game was on the line. Our team was pushing the ball down the field on a drive led by the quarterback. I anxiously watched the play clock, as the seconds ticked down to 4 minutes to go… Continue Reading “The Cheers or Groans of the 59,999 Other People…”
“Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumbs…”
Hands, hands, fingers, thumbs” I said to my granddaughter.She knew the routine.We were crossing a street and despite her quest for independence, she knew this was a moment of required compliance. She grabbed my hand as the promise of Chik Fil A mac and… Continue Reading ““Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumbs…””
Peace and Hard
A few months ago our granddaughter came to visit our four-story town-home a few miles away from where she and her parents live. It was a season of life where we were blessed with regular visits and every day we saw her was a… Continue Reading “Peace and Hard”
Choose Joy
16 months ago I was wandering through a discount retail store looking for a few decor odds and ends to complete a project I was working on. I found a few throw pillows and proceeded to the checkout where the line wrapped through to the… Continue Reading “Choose Joy”
I’d Crack Open A Diet Coke…
After my oldest left for college, I would fall into bed every night hours earlier than when he was at home. I was finally able to get more sleep at night. My middle child- then oldest at home never needed help with homework or… Continue Reading “I’d Crack Open A Diet Coke…”
An Evil Insult…
I loudly and dramatically put my pencil down on my math sheet. I looked at my teacher who refused to glance up despite my passive-aggressive efforts to get her attention. The previous week, she had overruled my classmate’s grading of my multiplication time sheet… Continue Reading “An Evil Insult…”
My Clown Shoes…
I looked down at my red tennis shoes as I lined up with the rest of my classmates on the high school track. It was a sunny afternoon where the elementary school-wide activity was to compete in track and field events instead of the… Continue Reading “My Clown Shoes…”
My Hands Were Numb and I was Mad…
I was cold. My hands were numb and I was mad… I pulled the lawnmower pull cord three more times in compromised form with my achy, red, frozen hands, screamed a bit, and kicked the stupid thing before walking inside. I had half an… Continue Reading “My Hands Were Numb and I was Mad…”
I saw leaves… just leaves…
I hated them and felt guilty that I had those feelings. I knew they were expensive. I held them in their plastic case wishing the eye doctor hadn’t told me how much I needed them. However, I knew I did- I couldn’t see clearly.… Continue Reading “I saw leaves… just leaves…”
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