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To Cherish: Lessons from a (Puked on) Linen Sofa

To Cherish: Lessons from a (Puked on) Linen Sofa

First off, I don’t live in a linen couch kind of life. I have four kids under 10, the two youngest being boys, and a hunting dog that refuses hunt. Dirt doesn’t stay outside. Sticky fingers aren’t detained at the table until wiped clean. Puke doesn’t hit the toilet. I don’t know why I insist that we dwell in a Pottery Barn picture. That’s a lie. I know why I insist on it. To set the scene, at least one…

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Pallets + Power Tools = Peace?

Pallets + Power Tools = Peace?

Warning to you, Beautiful Reader, below you will not find the carefully chosen words of a wise and weathered mom who has mastered the spiritual art of dying to self in service to others. Rather, an accurate synopsis of the words written would be that of a struggling heart knee deep in diapers, school books, food, and questions. Sometimes, I am restless. OK, more than SOMETIMES. Cabin fever comes to mind. When a person who was once in the work…

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A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

It has been a while since I have written. Often I have thought about carving out the time as I do so enjoy struggling through my thoughts, making them palatable to the interested reader. Yet, since the last post, people’s hearts who are close to mine have been run through the meat grinder. Consequently, I can’t seem to find a topic suitable for contemplation. Most categories rub as trivial when weighed against a human life, a baby’s life. So, maybe,…

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Dear Single Men next Door, I Am Watching You

Dear Single Men next Door, I Am Watching You

Two weeks ago we moved back into the city. Little birds that we are, we read the snow and sub zero temperature report, packed up, and went…north actually, down, out of the mountains. We landed back on our block with our comfortable neighbors, familiar sirens, 10 minutes from all things convenient. There is a new development, however. We now share a city lot with four bachelors who live in the house next to us. Bonafide twenty somethings, big trucks, single-ish,…

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10 Women I Want My Daughters to Emulate: A Prayer

10 Women I Want My Daughters to Emulate: A Prayer

¬† Sometimes, I watch my children’s behavior toward a sibling and I cringe, not because of the action displayed, but because of the soil of the child’s heart revealed by the unsightly performance. There are also times I catch a glimpse of my daughter’s countenance that pierces my heart, for it is a sad look that, at times, seeps into her, causing her little frame to slouch. I ask her what is wrong, she doesn’t know. She is struggling with…

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The Sucker Vines of Life

The Sucker Vines of Life

This is my sixth year attempting to grow tomatoes. In vain, I have planted my Italian dreams in various conditions, never succeeding in serving up a homegrown tomato sauce. Certainly, I thought, this summer I would prevail! ¬†Alas, my hopes have been dashed against the rocks of disappointment once again as my plants are displaying sagging branches holding little green tomatoes; not the mouth watering, big reds for which I am longing. However, all hope is not lost! As the…

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