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January 22, 2015
Some People Are Hard To Love
Some people are hard to love. Some people’s choices differ from ours. Their actions don’t make sense to us. Their beliefs are foreign to us. Some people are hard to love. It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to love them anyway. It doesn’t mean they don’t deserve our love, our time, our compassion. When my […]
January 16, 2015
Let Them Eat Cake! – Photo Friday
The day each of my children was born was life-changing for me as it is for many parents. I believe in celebrating��their birthday special every year as much for them as for myself. Through the years, after the kids go to bed, I have spent many a night creating a cake for the occasion. Amid […]
December 22, 2014
A Christmas Tradition
“Lord, give me strength.” She pulled up to the house in the dark of night, cut off the engine, and leaned her head back against the seat. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. And so began her nightly ritual as she arrived home from her second job each night. She reached across […]
December 19, 2014
When I Get Old, I Hope To Look Back On My Life And…
When I get old, I hope to listen to the steady creak of the rocking chair beside me and know that you are still by my side on our front porch. I hope to look over and not only see the aged man you’ve become whose every wrinkle reflects my own, but also relive the stories […]
December 17, 2014
Lessons From A Third Grade School Performance
I watched you from my seat in the second row of the right side of the auditorium. Your eyes scanned the room, row by row panning left and right, left and right. Hands in your pockets, you stood tall and attentive, fully aware your third grade performance would begin at any moment. You had the […]
December 3, 2014
One Ring To Rule Them All
“I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with air, slowly lifting the weight that seconds earlier was crushing my chest. My relief at hearing his voice didn’t allow me to focus on his words. In his endless string of hurried phrases strung together with pauses to catch his own breath, I could only make out a […]
November 17, 2014
Twas The Night Before Blogging…
‘Twas the night before Fabulous Blogging, when all through the HomeOnDeranged Every bloppy was blogging, even time-zoned Lizzi (not that she’s deranged) Pen Paper Pad laid on the desk with care In hopes that Hasty Words would soon be there Carrie Anne Foster and TwinDaddy nestled all snug in their beds (not together) While visions of Enchanted Seashells […]
November 15, 2014
Please and Thank You…Say It With Me
From a young age, we are taught to say please and thank you. Over and over, we are told to use our manners, thanking someone for inviting us over for a playdate, thanking someone when we are given a compliment. We are encouraged to say thank you when a treat is bestowed upon us and we […]
November 14, 2014
Photo Friday: Last Call
Photo Friday: Last Call Our football season has come to end with a non-competitive game to wrap up the season. What a great group of kids, coaches, and parents we were lucky to spend our weekends with this season!
November 7, 2014
Photo Friday: Off With Her Head!
Execution was a public spectacle; free entertainment for the masses. Vendors sold hot potatoes, fruit and gingerbreads, and peddled gin. Life was cheap in an age where diseases raged and life expectancy was short. So frequent were the tortures and punishments, the exact number of victims will never be known. 
