Come play.

I’m not particularly self-contained when I am happy. “Graceful” would not be the word of choice. At my brightest moments, I tend to jump, bounce, giggle, fling, or shout.

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An Unexpected Invitation

I sat at the table on the lawn outside my door, the warm October breeze ruffling the pages of my journal as I filled page after page.

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Love Believes in Second Chances

Thursday morning, I sat in my sunroom with my first cup of good coffee in what felt like a lifetime.

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Having A Heart That Can Hold

If you were to visit our home in Canada, you would pass by a large antique hutch cupboard, which display’s various pictures of our children framed for everyone to see.

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