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Must Listen

I’m not particularly athletic. At times I can be clumsy. But one thing I love, and wish I had started when I was much younger, is hiking in the mountains. I can’t do the strenuous trails. But I can walk long and slow and… Continue Reading “Must Listen”

No more pits

Everything has a disclaimer and warning these days. The raisin container says, ‘may contain stems’; the olive jar says, ‘occasional pits’; entertainment has ratings, websites warn of ‘cookies’. Life seemingly doesn’t come with disclaimers or warnings. Nothing comes with a newborn telling parents this… Continue Reading “No more pits”

Beyond the Curtain

Perspective… My four year old grandson napped at my house from the time he was four months old. His room had heavy window coverings to make it nice and dark (and hopefully give gwammy a short break). This week we took everything out, window… Continue Reading “Beyond the Curtain”

Open Hands

My hands are starting to reveal my age. I can still picture my mother’s hands and I adore my daughter’s hands, beautiful. Their hands and mine have changed countless diapers, cooked countless meals, and wiped up countless spills. They are hands that have cuddled… Continue Reading “Open Hands”

Alive

It is curious that we have managed to confuse what is and isn’t life. Whether something is alive or just a bunch of cells. Seems like many have more regard for a single celled amoeba than they do for a miraculously growing baby. These… Continue Reading “Alive”

Silence…

My husband complains he hears traffic at night even though the highway is a mile or so away. I don’t hear anything at night unless he snores. Our world is noisy. Even in the quietest night, the buzz from electrical appliances and hums from… Continue Reading “Silence…”

Messy

So here’s what makes me crazy – messes. I don’t have a spotless house, especially these days. Four days a week it’s invaded by pattering little feet leaving sticky spots, handprints, and sand everywhere. Seriously, I can’t keep up with the spots on the… Continue Reading “Messy”

Why

I miss wonder. I’m sure I was once in awe at a dragonfly, a popsicle, a walk in the garden. Kids ask a lot of questions. Why is your hair crazy gwammy? How are your tacos cooking gwammy? Did Jesus make the legos too?… Continue Reading “Why”

A Sign

We used to own a sign store. We made little vinyl signs and we made signs the size of a small house. Some were for businesses to announce their location, some were banners announcing a special occasion. It may be a bit early, but… Continue Reading “A Sign”

Turbulence…

I haven’t been on an airplane in a while – but the last time there was a bit of turbulence. It’s pretty much a helpless feeling. Either worry or keep reading your book. Kind of like these days. Only the turbulence seems to happen… Continue Reading “Turbulence…”

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