cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
It was Certification Day, our first of several. I had been planning a distinct route for a smooth and predictable path. As far as I was concerned, there would be no detours. I was eager to get on our Zoom call later that afternoon. A month earlier, I had begun training to be a guide…
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I was proud of my long hair. I was noticed, and I received comments on the “pretty blonde” color which had grown almost to my waist. I bragged about how it had never been “officially” cut, but only trimmed at home. One way my mom showed care for me was with my hair. When I…
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When I was a little girl, I sang “He’s got the whole world in His hands” and I would picture God’s actual huge hands holding our world.
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I looked at my bedroom that was filled with pewter bowls, kitchen appliances, lingerie and Wedgewood china and wiggled my engagement ring off my finger as I sighed a long sigh and closed my eyes.
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There was a flurry of excitement with people arriving at “The Castle” in Glen Eyrie in Colorado Springs.
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My son and daughter-in-law needed a break.
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