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Seeing Purpose in the Smallest Things
Seeing purpose in all things no matter how small, or undefined. Each small task, minuscule, insignificant…
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For the Love of Old Paper
Old papers carry stories, memories, personal messages that one day will be lost as we use less and less the written word. What will be passed on will not…
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Sweet Summer Days
Sweet summer days consist of being with this Butterball. Thank you for your many encouraging comments, thoughts, and prayers. I am appreciative of all of you. I hope I…
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This is us
This is us. After our friend's marriage at the church, before the cocktails and hours before the dinner where we would dance until three in the morning and be one…
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Wrist Update
The very first thing I thought of was, “Oh no I won’t be able to hold Gabriel!” At least it isn’t broken. Painful more than when I did break…
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about last night
During a beautiful wonderful wedding, Yann and I were dancing, on one of our moves we missed each other's hands and I went flying backward landing most painfully on my…
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A Sweet Dream of Annie
Last night Annie came to me in my dreams and held my hand. Dreams have a way of healing us; I was sad yesterday after saying goodbye to Sacha.…
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Aleady Time to Say Goodbye
Where did that month go? An entire month passed about in seconds. Sacha returns to Seattle on Friday, but he is heading for Paris tomorrow. In fairness to time,…
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