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Casserole or Hot Dish?
It depends on where you live. How far east of the Rockies do you have to go before the dish morphs from Casserole to Hot Dish? My family and I lived for 15 years in a small town along the Mississippi River where it was definitely called Hot Dish. One of my favorite dishes from…
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Your Vote is Your Voice
Do you vote in political elections? We lived by this belief or mantra: “If you don’t vote, you have no room to complain about things you don’t like going on in the world politically.” I watched the example of my parents. They always voted. And shared their opinions freely. Not forcefully. Somewhat quietly. Let your…
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After a Good Night’s Sleep
Anyone who knows me, knows I love mornings. I feel my best, think my best, and work my best at the start of the day. Just last week, I recognized something that I have always felt, but never really realized it until now. I had enjoyed a beautiful mostly productive morning. The time was approaching…
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Sleep is Healing
Have you ever felt like you wanted to zip your skin off, crawl out of it, and leave it in your bed to disintegrate and go down the drain in the weekly wash with other skin cells sluffed off during the week? The covers were the first thing I threw off this morning. Those normally…
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DNA, The Tattler
My aunt recently shared a photograph with me, one that immediately pulled me in. Sitting at the top of a set of steps in front of their home are my great-grandfather Carnahan and great-grandmother Elsa. On the grassy yard below them sits their young son, Richard, about five years old, along with a woman I…
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Love My Hummer!
I’m procrastinating getting ready for work this morning. I have a new job, and learning new things has never come easily for me. I didn’t leave my last job by choice, so there’s a bit of lingering bitterness mixed in with all this “starting over” that began back in October. A couple of months ago,…
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My View From Here
Living in the city, no matter the size, is waking in the morning to the smell and feel of fresh night air. A yawn and a stretch later, that intoxicating aroma is smothered by the sickening odor of exhaust and fumes of an awaking city full of automobiles rushing to a destination of “another day,…
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Brrrr…
The wind blows hard here at times. We are not “The Windy City” but we could be a close second. Today, the temperature outside is 55 degrees with high winds, which makes it feel like sweatshirt weather inside. Stew sounds good for dinner on a day like today. But, I guess chicken spinach tomato pasta…
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Maybe Next Time
This is another post about my mom. She is so fun for me to be around. She tells great stories on herself. The latest one is that she was feeling really brave after she realized she could drive again, since the pain in her knees from a recent fall no longer kept her from driving…
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My Mom’s Friend is My Friend’s Mom
Tuesday, I took my mom to the doctor to discuss the pain in her knees. His office retook X-rays of her knees and said there was nothing broken. He gave her a cortisol injection in both knees, said she probably has a “bone bruise” from her last couple of falls, and sent her on her…
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Creatively Speaking
List three books that have had an impact on you. Why? * The Scriptures, because they are how God speaks to me. * The Giving Tree – because that tree gave everything it had because of the love it felt for one person. It reminds me of Christ. He gave all… because of the love…
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My husband and I raised three daughters together, and when I look back, it’s hard not to feel a deep sense of nostalgia, not just for their growing-up years, but for my own childhood, courtship, and the early days of our marriage. Those memories hold a little bit of everything, laughter, heartache, and a whole lot of love woven through it all.
I’ve found such joy in journaling, writing, and blogging about the things that matter most to me like God, family, life experiences, thoughts and opinions, memories, feelings, traditions, hobbies, and family history. There’s something important about putting these moments into words, about capturing them in a way that can be revisited and shared.
Through my stories, traditions, and reflections, I hope to connect with others who value these same simple, meaningful parts of life, and who might be willing to share a bit of their own stories, too.
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