i always knew, he fought for me…

You cannot love a thing without wanting to fight for it G. K. Chesterton My dad was a quiet man who loved big fireworks. I miss him on the 4th of July. When it was dark enough, with his carefully selected box of fireworks in hand, Dad would walk to the end of our driveway …

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the age of reality… one last thing

Actually, a couple last things.  I'm ready to move on from this exploration of turning 70, but first, in no particular order............ SUGAR IS THE DEVIL -  My son used to say "women are the devil", but since he married one and they gave birth to one, I'm assuming he got over that misconception.  But …

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on being a difference maker…

I began blogging eight years ago, this very month.  My original purpose was to practice writing.  My ultimate goal was a book about the years we lived in Alaska. I also wanted to be an encouraging presence... to share my love for God, family, country and maybe even generate a laugh now and then.  Pretty …

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31 Days of Aging Grace ~ Fly Boy Courage

In 5th grade he competed in the science fair. He borrowed my blow dryer.  We bought him poster board.  He scrounged some clear plastic wrap, string and yards of his favorite substance… duct tape. He hand carved a tiny plane.  He fashioned a wind tunnel. And the little plane flew. It was the most popular …

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Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Inside

Every morning, on the inside of me, I start full of hope... full of thanks... full of promises to talk to God when I think I'm slipping. And by the time dinner rolls around my heart feels cold as snow. I forgot Him.  I remembered the worries instead... created my own pain. But the good …

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Boldly Go… or Hold Back in Fear?

The parable of the talents in the Bible has always bugged me.  The end result seemed unfair...... ....a wealthy man leaves on a journey.  Before leaving he gives talents (money) to three of his servants.  Five talents to one, two to another and one to the last.  While he's gone the first two servants invest and double his …

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How I Broke My Snow Hatin’ Daddy’s Nose

During my overly imaginative childhood, I had dreams.  I planned to sing and dance my way to stardom.  If that didn't work I'd be a world-famous accordionist.  This was most likely influenced by watching too many Lawrence Welk shows ...required viewing in my parents' home. My folks thought the accordion was the safest "dream of the week" so Dad rented one and made sure I got to my weekly lesson.  Mom made …

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