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  • My Daughter, My Gift

    My Daughter, My Gift

    My mom and I were extremely close. During our moments together, I would often catch her staring at one of her children. One day, I asked her, “Why? Why do you always stare at us?” Her reply was, “I stare at all of you because I’m absorbing every inch of you. Your eyes, your smiles,…

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  • Friendships

    Friendships

    I have never been someone who numbered high on the popularity charts. I have always had a small circle of friends, and that also included having a best friend. That friendship lasted for many, many years. You rarely saw one of us without the other close behind. As we grew up, we married and had…

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  • God, Grow Me a Garden.

    God, Grow Me a Garden.

    I have never been much of a flower person. I certainly would not describe myself as someone blessed with a green thumb. Even when I received a flower delivery. I never felt flower excitement. I was grateful but never over the top. Then one day one yellow flower changed everything for me. My mom was…

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  • A heart that wants more

    A heart that wants more

    I am such a dreamer. I have always wanted more and dreamed big dreams. But, at what point should I simply be happy with what I have? Does wanting more mean I’m not grateful for what I have? Is it wrong to dream beyond what life has given me, while it already holds so many…

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  • Easy Quick Pumpkin Bread

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  • Slow Down, World

    Slow Down, World

    I’ve started to notice the signs of fall. Hobby Lobby, Walmart, and even Home Depot are ready for fall. With Halloween and Christmas decor filling the aisles. Sometimes I question whether we rush time rather than savor each day we receive. Then we find ourselves saying, “Where did the time go?” or “This year went…

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  • Chicken with Blackberry Sauce

    Chicken with Blackberry Sauce

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  • More than Cookies

    More than Cookies

    I’ve baked so many chocolate chip cookies through the years, that I stopped needing a recipe. Baking for me, has never been about the cookie.

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  • One Stitch at a Time

    One Stitch at a Time

    My Grandmother taught me to knit and crochet when I was twelve years old. I still recall sitting at her feet. Hearing her knitting needles click as she worked with patience. Read More…

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