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My heart turns within my chest as I consider the implications of my words going into your oculars and filtering down into your chest. There is so much at stake if you miss this word. I’ve been wrestling with this one for months. After battling several intense rounds of severe illness, I’m still weak. Just…
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Even in the dark of night I know I am surrounded by light Sleeping deeply sinking into true rest Peace whispers as whippoorwills sing Cool breeze blows through the pines Bring a fresh aroma Confidence returns to my bones That God is always here Moonlight beams across the lane Casting brightly it’s calm glow Awe…
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Let me let you in on what happened a week prior. I was waiting for my daughter to finish her fitness class as sunlight streamed in through the car window. I sat in the warm car sipping my delicious iced coffee. I opened my laptop and mind to work on blog content. My thoughts felt…
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My blog for this week got completely derailed by divergent thoughts, a random phone call, and the constant inner churning of life’s messy experiences. A new book entered our home, Shattered by Rip Wahlberg. As I read Rip recount how they lost their young son, tears flowed freely down my cheeks. His vivid real time…
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Love cares about who you are while gently pushing you into who you will become. As a single rose under glass, Serena gently brushed away a small tear from her numb hardened cheek, as she sat silently enthroned in her high fortress. She was locked away from the reality of life, love, and laughter. She…
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As I write this I’m conniving a master plan to surprise my husband of nearly 11 years for an anniversary weekend getaway. The cozy airbnb is booked, the meals planned, and babysitting acquired. It’s hard for me to keep a secret but I feel proud that I have kept this one for a month. I…
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I’ve always loved birds. The multi-colored feathers, the stark beak, the need for a flock. I especially like eagles and hawks and even owned the nickname “bird” in my youth. I watch the way they glide through the air, the wind confronting them with its various gusts, arresting their wings and suspending them in flight.…
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This morning I stumbled to the restroom and with one eye observed what was happening. There on the floor was my beloved daughter in her birthday suit held on by underwear. For a moment my mind was still sleeping but through that one eye I clearly saw what was strewn all over the floor, the…
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