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Several months ago, our beloved orthodontist moved out of state. I cried when he left, but not because we were good friends or anything. Our whole family just really liked him and his super friendly staff.
It doesn’t take me long to get attached to people I like.
His replacement is a darling, kind woman, and we were disappointed when she closed the office location close to our house.
We were further disappointed when she joined another orthodontist’s office. We didn’t see her or the original staff too often.
Because of all this and other reasons, I decided it was time to find a More >
If you are stopping by from the lovely?Holley’s, let me swing the front door wide and say welcome! I can already tell you’re my kind of friend. If your day could use a bit o’ blue skies, please sit and stay awhile. I love meeting new folks! If you would like a little fresh air delivered to your inbox or reader,?feel free to visit here. I post 2 to 3 times a week, so I promise not to overwhelm you or your inbox. If facebook is more your style, you’re welcome over here.?
When my Air Force husband David received orders More >
A million times over, I would choose to be floating on water rather than down in it. I get cold easily and unless it’s above 95 outside, I don’t relish getting wet. That’s why paddleboarding is right up my alley. It allows me to be in the water without really being in it. In other words, I’m set up to enjoy all the ocean has to offer – sea breezes, salty air, ocean wildlife – but I stay dry.
Until I, ya know, fall off.
When we lived in Hawaii I couldn’t get enough paddleboarding. But there were three things I had to More >
“More dreams die by self-inflicted wounds than any other kind. God is for you…and it’s time for you to be too.”
Holley Gerth, You’re Made for a God-Sized Dream
I’m not one to really cry in front of others. Now tear up and get emotional? Shoot, I do that every other day in front of anyone. But give into the ugly cry where my face gets splotchy red and my shoulders shake and I can’t even talk for sucking in air? Heavens no. I’ll do it alone curled up on my red and tan sofa or snuggled up to my hubs, but it’s More >
On Saturday Faith and I attended a gymnastics competition, and we marvel long and applaud loud as one of Faith’s best friends soar with beauty and grace in every event. And really, isn’t she exquisite? ?I love watching her on beam the most. Indeed, the beam is her microphone; she grabs it with confidence and positively sings.
Given the fact that Faith hasn’t been to this gym since the day we discovered her broken neck and she had to say goodbye to gymnastics herself, I worried a bit about how she would react there. Faith was never at competition level, but she More >
Since March I’ve been working on a post, one of those list kind I added to as ideas flashed into my mind. While tweaking and editing it last night, the entire thing vanishes into the wild blue cyber-yonder. Van-i-shes, I tell you. And after throwing away all of my one thousand hard earned words, my computer had the audacity to immediately autosave the new empty draft.
I wanted to scream. To curse. To throw my laptop out my second story window.
I did two out of three.
After hunting and searching and coming up empty, I sat down to rewrite as much as More >