Letting it go, to hold on forever
Let go of the perfection to hold onto the memory forever.
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Musings
So do washing machines…
Thanksgiving was lovely. As a mom to a child who has been at college their first semester, it was the longest I have had my oldest home since August. The peace in my heart when all three of my kids are safe at home in their beds is unmatched, and I know that these days
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Life is like the baseball season, where even the best team loses at least a third of its games, and even the worst team has its days of brilliance. The goal is not to win every game but to win more than you lose, and if you do that often enough, in the end you may find you have won it all. -Harold S.Kushner
I don’t think it is any coincidence that the most fruitful season of gardening and baseball season take place at the same time. I honestly prefer fall and winter weather, but the brutal heat in the south means fresh produce and baseball games (and lightening bugs of course). These two things have always overlapped and
I want a house with a crowded table. -The Highwomen
When I close my eyes and think of my happy place I’m small again, barefoot and looking down at my bruised legs. It’s a warm day and there is a soft breeze. I am under a climbing tree next to a rock affectionately named Fred Flintstone. I can smell muscadines and their leaves with the
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