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Continue reading →: The Notes…
I wish I hadn’t tossed out my old foot locker, I knew those notes would have came in handy, I could kick myself! How was I supposed to know that I would need them so badly right now?!? That silly way we would fold them so there was a small…
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Continue reading →: The Beginning…
I think it was Southwest Presbyterian Church on the corner of Whitaker and Central…remember? Remember the youth leader, Sheldon? That was a crazy night, but the night that changed the course of my entire life. First was the hotdog social, I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many hot dogs…
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Continue reading →: The Egg Sandwich
So, basically every morning during our eighth grade year, you sat with mom and I in my dad’s red plymouth, a slant six, I can’t remember what model. Man, I’m gonna’ have to ask mom about that car, I remember my dad loved it. I will never forget that one…
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Continue reading →: First Kiss
I believe we walked home from school, it was September, because the sun was still warm on my face. You were always very careful about where I walked, not close to the curb. I eventually learned that you kept me from looking like a streetwalker, which I was grateful for…
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My dear sweet Jason, We didn’t have enough time. How could anyone have enough time to express a lifetime of love? The gifts you gave to me in the short time you were with me are innumerable, your unconditional love, loyalty, friendship, and our beautiful family. There is so much…
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Continue reading →: My Best Me!
Over the past few years, I have witnessed some of the most stunningly beautiful women (and men) make negative comments about themselves, because they find some type of imperfect characteristic about themselves, as if we as humans are perfect in anyway. As a late thirty-something wife of 19 years and…
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Continue reading →: Curious Optimism
It’s been some time since I’ve graced my page, too long for my liking. Life on campus is coming to a close for this veteran academic, and needless to say, it has been one heck of a ride. This testimonial is not an implication that my journey through scholarship is…
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Continue reading →: Response to viewing “Christ Healing the Blind” by Phillipe De Champaigne (6-22-12)
He quietly floats by as the ripple of the water’s babble sings in delight. He has no pretense, no reasoning, no intent bearing mind. He paddles about, succumbing to the water’s control. Near the shore, the onlookers take take notice. The man is kneeling in prayer. The tall man with…
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Continue reading →: The Botanical Grapefruit
I’ve never had much of a green thumb, although I do so love growing simple things like tomato gardens or tulips. House plants don’t seem to agree with me much. However, there’s something distinctly ethereal about growing anything from a seedling, and maintaining and nurturing it. It becomes yours. It…
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Continue reading →: Stargazing the Lily
How did you get your name? Could it be the feathery textured petal? Soft and silk spun sheen, Immersed throughout- A blossom of the age, your kaleidoscope color, Long and statuesque, Reaching out lovely to the world. You say to me, “Good morning” with every turn of the sun, and…

