Hot Air Balloons
I drove into work. Off in the distance, there painted in the sky was a memory. Maybe not painted so much as dotted. There were specks of bright colored silk scattered in the distance contrasted by the dark silhouette of the foothills behind them. On early summer mornings it’s...
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The Back of Her Head
There are two pictures that adorn our house that I just love. Both are of Rylie when she was little. Both are just the back of her head. It seems strange to me that these are some of my favorite pictures of her, especially given the fact that one...
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“Celebrating” Rylie’s 13th Birthday
There are many things in this world that I don’t understand. Some hit very close to home, while others are so big and worldly that I can’t even begin to fathom them. Thirteen years ago Ziggy and I were given the most amazing gift in the world. We held...
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Understanding Grace
Grace… As a lover of words, I take pride in the words that I choose and use. Grace is a word that, up until the last few years (yes, years not months), didn’t really live in my vocabulary. I’m not sure why, but it wasn’t a word that I...
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My calendar is filled with minutia. If you look at my appointments or my to do list, it looks like I’m very busy, but… So little of what is on my calendar and lists really matter. What matters is opportunities to connect. Not to say I’ve had dinner with...
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