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Ice cream this Easter

Three years ago, Dad was still with us and despite not being able to eat easily and being low on energy, he still participated in lent.  He liked ice cream a lot.  And so even though his cancer already prevented him from enjoying so many things he loved like gardening…

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A Thing for Dandelions

Baby Benjamin (#3) is 7 months today.  Samuel (#2) was 7 months when Dad passed away which makes today bittersweet for me. This is one of those days where I really wish that Dad was here to watch my cheerful, wild, funny and cute kids grow up. This is one of those days I wish…

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He Loves to Hear Your Voice

One of the things I love to tell my little girl is that God loves to hear her voice.  Since Jesus Christ is important in my life, I try and teach my children to pray and lay everything at the feet of Jesus.  They are learning what that means.  But…

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Piling those Stones

Dad wasn’t about fanfare. Didn’t dress nice, buy anything past books and just was so simple, humble and humble. Oh my goodness.  In my complaining mentality, I have been thinking this past week a lot about how amazing it was that Dad rarely complained or called attention to himself.  It…

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Dandelions Sprouting

It’s almost been a year since Dad has passed and I still have a hard time finding any words at times to express my thoughts on it.  On this Easter, one year ago, I remember that by the time service started, Dad was still not there.  He was often late,…

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Sweet Conversations on Lent.

This past Wednesday, Ash Wednesday, I decided to take part in Lent.  I gave up Facebook and will probably automatically upload my posts just so that friends can still keep up with posts if they so desire. Like most people, while I may not post status updates everyday, I tend…

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Motherhood is not for Wimps

If there’s one main idea that’s gone through my mind this past year, it’s that motherhood is not for wimps.  Oh my goodness, it is definitely NOT.  I’ve trained and ran two marathons, probably completed 10 half marathons, survived four field hockey preseasons in college, passed out and gone to…

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Messy Hair with Compassion

I still hate blowdrying my hair and I’ll admit that I rarely comb it.  Throughout the years many people have told me that their cute hair really only takes “5 minutes”.   Perhaps with some training and major discipline, good hair is possible.  On the days I do comb, its…