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Sunday Afternoon Promenade
walking with a toddler did I just refer to Gabriel as a toddler? oh, no baby. walking with Gabriel on a Sunday afternoon one step forward twenty minutes…
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The Transition to White Hair
I was born with brown hair. As the years went by my hair went utterly gray as if a thunderstorm landed on my head which happened after experiencing ovarian…
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Merry Christmas
Barely out of bed onesie unsnapped Santa comes singing ho ho ho Baby knows those words looks at the man in red with a cap on his head beard of…
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My Favorite Christmas Song
O Come, O Come Emmanuel O come, O come, Immanuel,and ransom captive Israelthat mourns in lonely exile hereuntil the Son of God appears. Refrain:Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuelshall come to you, O…
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A Favorite Christmas Story
"…and a little child shall lead them." Isaiah 11:6 When I was…
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The Question of Miracles
“I have been finding treasures in places I did not want to search. I have been hearing wisdom from tongues I did not want to listen. I have been finding…
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Guest Post: Barbara
Hi, Everyone. My name is Barbara I am happy to introduce myself to you and show you a few of the projects I enjoy. One of the rare…
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A Beautiful Form of Prayer
Thank you for your messages! I appreciate your loving support. My family is grateful, especially my brother Marty who is suffering. Thank you so much I wish I could respond…
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