I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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A MOTHER’S WOE
“Come along, don’t be slow. Don’t tag along watching grass grow. Quickly now. Get out of bed. We don’t have time to be a sleepyhead. Come on in, don’t track in snow. There’s not time to watch the snow blow. … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, Discover Prompt, generations, growing up, mother, parents
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DAN
JOURNEY OF A FIRST TIME GRANDMOTHER. DANNY WAS MY FIRST GRANDCHILD. I WASN’T TERRIBLY ANXIOUS TO BEGIN THIS NEW EXPERIENCE. IT’S AMAZING HOW EASY IT WAS TO BE PUSHED INTO A THIRD AND FOURTH GENERATION Diary to Danny: 1980 Phone … Continue reading
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Tagged becoming a man, birthday, Christian man, Dan & Leeah, family, fatherhood, firat time grandmother, generations, growing up
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LETTER TO JADALYN GRACE
Jadalyn, when I “wake up the house” I think of you, when I was take my meds, I think of you, when I put things in the pantry, I think of you, and when I sit in the rocker in … Continue reading
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Tagged eight years old, grandchildren, great grandchildres, growing up, letter to Jadalyn, making right choices, reading
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EMANCIPATED! WHO’S FREE?
I’m eighteen. I’m emancipated. No more bondage to the things I’ve hated. Now mom can’t nag me out of bed No forcing book knowledge in my head. Emancipated! I am free! I’ll spread my wings; I’ll be ME. No … Continue reading