How He Makes a Home

We've lived here almost one year now... still living out of boxes.  Should I still feel like I'm living in a motel room? It's not my place to decorate or make wholesale change because, in a sense, I'm a guest.  I keep clean, keep safe and keep familiar the surroundings of the one we care for. But what …

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A Perspective on Coming and Going

Grandsons in the morning before school.... "but I don't want you to go" "I'm sorry buddy, but I have to go to school" "but why" "because I have to learn" "about your letters and the alphabet?" "yeah" ...meanwhile... an hour away on the other side of town.... another grandson leaves for his very first day of Kindergarten... …

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Showing Up… for 43 years

Forty-three years ago today, I put on the dress my mother made and went to church. I hoped you would be there. Well, actually, I knew you would be... it was just a matter of when.  Because of, you know... that little time management thingy you've got going on 🙂 But you were not only there... you …

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Love’s new definition

The other team had color-coordinated everything... and classy coolers full of ridiculously healthy snacks. Our team at least had matching red jerseys (kind of), juice boxes and homemade cookies... plus a lot of spunk. The other team had cute, little girl cheerleaders. Our team had two scrappy boys who decided to cheer-lead for their brother. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I love that my sons stick up for each other.  They'd …

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Me and Mom and Osmosis

When I read Gone With the Wind, I totally pictured my mom as one of those gorgeous, genteel, southern belles… skilled in every social grace. Once the kids in my class asked me if she was an actress because she wore sunglasses to a parent-teacher conference… and in today’s parlance, she looked smokin’. She greeted me after …

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On Dental Care, Sweat Rags and Leaving a Legacy

I've been thinking a lot on the legacy I will leave behind.  Not sure why this has captured my thought process so much lately.  Of course, living with an aged person... and on the fast track to becoming one myself, I guess it's kind of "normal". I mean, what will my kids and grandkids remember most about me?  Will they …

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The Mystery of Raising Children

How did this little boy... ... become this hard-working man ... and this daddy of three? At birth I held each son and wondered... ..... what will you look like? ..... what kind of man will you be? ..... what will you do in this world? And I just trusted God. Four brothers = lots of trusting. …

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Sharing Love Honestly

The last few days have been a little prickly. While I care for another's mom... ...my own was 600 miles and a snowy mountain range away in a hospital bed. And Dad... well, he just doesn't do so well without Mom these days.  He called each evening sounding lost.  My sister found him one night eating …

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The best kind of meal….

Our old house languishes two hours north of us... the rooms almost empty, the workshop a mess... waiting for coats of paint and new floors and its new occupants to enter in. So Doug and I trek there and begin our weekly list of chores. Then a son and daughter-in-law arrive, then two more, then …

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Do They Know… I pray?

This morning Andrew left for three weeks of advanced military training.  He's only flying to the middle of America.  It's not like he's flying into the middle of war, but still... I pray and watch the clock and hope I might get a text that all is well... eventually.  I wonder if he feels those prayers? When …

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