What is freedom?
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cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
What is freedom?
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I ran the Oklahoma City Memorial Marathon last month.
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When I left home 10 days ago, our yard still looked brown and rather sad after the long winter, except for the few splashes of color the early spring daffodils were bringing.
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When I started dating my fiance, we would always joke because the first few minutes I would see him after being apart, I would feel all nervous and act really uncomfortable, and we called these times “transitioning.”
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Sometimes, on a Thursday, dreams come true. I’ve decided that is why life is great.
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My husband, Chris and I decided recently that after 15 years in our home, it is time for some updating.
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Twenty-seven years ago today I became Mrs. Mark Johnson, such a grown up title for a twenty two year old girl.
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I’ve been thinking about love a lot in the past month.
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“These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.”
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I was fourteen years old when I had my first boyfriend.
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