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A Bowlful of Memories
A chair pushed over, close to the counter. I climbed up so I could help. Bigger hands than mine searched the cupboards and refrigerator for all the ingredients, a wooden spoon, and a white mixing bowl with red chickens printed on it. First, we put in all the wet stuff – eggs, vanilla, shortening. Next…
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When the Dust Settles
A thought crept into my mind this morning while I sat drinking coffee and reading a book out on our new back porch. The thought was this… When changes happen and the dust settles, what really matters is the people who are still standing with you. Wishing the best for you even as they navigate…
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What We’re All Asking For
Imagine you are sitting in a meeting, trying to pay attention but your mind keeps wandering back to all the work waiting for you. You nod and smile and provide an occasional “mhmm.” In reality, you are angling to get out of there as soon as you can and get back to work. Then, just…
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Love Surrounds
Hey all! Happy Thanksgiving! I just wanted to take a moment to say thanks to all of you who keep stopping by my blog every so often. It has been so great to have a space to share my thoughts about life this year. I really feel that it’s become a place to embrace growth…
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Sipping a Latte
Hello, sweet friends. I feel so glad to be sitting in one of my favorite coffee shops, sipping a latte, and writing something. It’s been a minute. Since my recent job change, it has been harder for me to make myself sit down and write. To put it plainly, the last thing I want to…
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What We Can Do
I’ve heard it said that the only predictable thing in life is change, and I really don’t think I can argue with that. Some changes we see coming because we make them on purpose: starting a new job, moving to a new city, or deciding to start a family. Sometimes the change chooses us: a…
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Poetry Post: Untitled poem – No. 28
Hi friends. Today I want to share a simple poem I wrote about a month or so ago. I have not titled it, and I think I’ll keep it that way; I feel in this particular instance that this allows more room for the reader to feel the words of the piece and to flow…
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Sitting with Me
I find myself at a loss for words today. I’m sitting by a lake, the gentle waves lapping up onto the shore. Every now and then a bird sings. The dog is keeping busy exploring the shoreline, jumping in and out of the water unpredictably. The warm aroma of hot coffee reaches me from the…
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New and Awkward
I’m sitting on the back deck at our house, letting my mind wander the different paths of anxiety, of anticipation, of excitement, of not-yet-knowing. I start my new job tomorrow and these paths all started at the trailhead of that thought. What will it be like? Who will I get to work with? How long…
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The Power of Chemistry
Life is alchemy, and emotions are the fire that turns me to gold. Glennon Doyle – Untamed, pg. 68 It’s hard to feel all the feelings sometimes, but the more we do it, the more we come back to ourselves. Feeling the fire of emotions reminds us of our humanity. The flames can burn hot…