Tag Archives: family

easter dinner – April 16

4.16.2017 the family feast gone, more food than possible because each brought, made provided more than asked   and consumed, ate, took, less than expected.   but the conversation said hello, and little voices played around the table feet and … Continue reading

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a visit with Mike – March 11

3.11.2017 out for the day with the prodigal son, damaged by birth, by life, by all the bad chances and changes that can harm   and yet, he smiles and we try, because God made him   and somewhere in … Continue reading

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twelfth night – January 8

12.8.2017 the tree is beautiful glittering in the night like dreams of what I once wished for   lights reflecting in the window behind making fairy tales true and the loves of my life ever present   a christmas that … Continue reading

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before and after – July 24

7.24.2016 we have tried anger and rage before   a short term response of pain   long term of evil.   only changed hearts change the world. ——————-

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backyard smiles – May 30

5.30.2016 voices and smiles spread throughout the back yard while brats grill beer foams and the family connects.   people gave their lives so that we could do this and not have to look out for secret police bad banditos … Continue reading

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late night sadness – May 8

5.8.2016 late night two am sadness, when the family can gather and you’re just a sideline.   you raised them to be their own yet you’re never ready for the moment   when you know that they’re just fine or … Continue reading

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mated pairs – April 16

4.16.2016 trumpeter swans nestle atop the muskrat house built of weeds along our path.   we step carefully, quietly, so to not bother them as we pass, look, and hold hands.   it’s said that if the female dies, the … Continue reading

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