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Casting our Stone
Years ago there was an interview about Mother Theresa who was in India caring for the dying. In this particular interview, Mother Theresa was feeding a starving baby…
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I Love You Mom
Over the last few years, Yann and I toyed with the idea of my coming over to California to spend a few months with my mom while she was/is…
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Rowing My Boat
We have little control over how life will unfold. We can plan, create, directed our desires, and dreams into a hopeful reality. But in the end, it is…
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What a Day Will Bring
The silver lining being home with my mother and son during COVID 19 is this extension of time, together as we pass these uncertain days I get to be…
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Where Do Your Thoughts Lead You?
The frame is very old, missing a few pieces, and crooked. The tiny metal shield has two angels painted on it with a monstrance. Behind the two objects a…
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One Pink Iris
My mother found one delicate pink iris in her garden. I have been posting a photo of a flower every day on Facebook. So far over forty photos since…
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We Do What We Can and Best When We Do It Together
Gabriel is ten months old and he loves to crawl up to his mom and dad and take their hand so he can walk. He loves to walk and…
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