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A Walk Down Memory Lane ?>

A Walk Down Memory Lane

One morning, many years ago, a little red-haired girl stood at the top of a flight of stairs, rubbing her eyes and yawning the remnants of sleep away. Her stuffed turtle was clutched in her little fist as she descended the stairs toward the scent of freshly fried bacon and homemade pancakes. That little girl was me, of course, and this morning I was transported back to those days thanks to the kindness of strangers. Growing up, I spent a…

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Happiness is… Newly Discovered Kittens ?>

Happiness is… Newly Discovered Kittens

On Monday, we came home from school to find kittens tucked away in the feed room of our barn. Those of you who live on a farm know that unexpected baby animals don’t always make it. Over spring break, Jillian’s rabbits had a litter of four kits, all of whom perished on that frigidly cold night after three days of 70 degree weather. Mother Nature at it’s best, some might say. However, I know a little eleven year old who…

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The Best Daughter in the World ?>

The Best Daughter in the World

Yes, that’s right. I do have the best daughter in the world. (Argue all you want, to me she’ll always be number one.)  🙂 I often find myself bemoaning the fact that Jillian struggles with so many aspects of life. Be it academia or the world of sports, it constantly seems to be a struggle. But, as I realized today (and not for the first time), WHO CARES?!? She is, without a doubt, one of the most caring, agreeable 10-year-olds…

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Blog-o-Rama, Day 18: Want ?>

Blog-o-Rama, Day 18: Want

I felt myself becoming one of those moms today. You know the ones, the moms who nag at their children at sporting events as the child puts forth as much effort as she can muster. Yeah. That was me today at Jillian’s swim lesson. And I’m far from proud of my behavior. Okay, so what does this have to do with today’s prompt? You see, my biggest want is for Jillian to be able to experience success… at something… anything….

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Blog-o-Rama Day… uh… 16: Mailbox ?>

Blog-o-Rama Day… uh… 16: Mailbox

Well, for those of you who’ve been keeping tabs (although bittersweet, I don’t think there are that many of you) I’ve missed a few days. I could go on about why I’ve been neglecting my blogging duties, but the mundane drivel of my everyday existence may bore you to tears. Regardless, today’s prompt was, “mailbox”. As if the universe knew I needed some inspiration for this post in order to set me back on track, I opened my mailbox to…

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Blog-o-Rama Days 11 & 12: Smile & A Mother ?>

Blog-o-Rama Days 11 & 12: Smile & A Mother

I decided to combine these two prompts because they seem to go hand in hand. My mother has rejoiced in my happiness and helped wipe away my tears, making her inextricably linked to my smiles, and since today is Mother’s Day, it seemed like a perfect fit. I chose this picture because it captured a wonderful moment in time this afternoon. We had lunch at The Claddagh Irish Pub where they were having a special Mother’s Day buffet. It was…

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Blog-o-Rama, Day 6: Broken ?>

Blog-o-Rama, Day 6: Broken

Broken… in my home, what isn’t broken? We live in a circa 1890’s farmhouse in need of lots of improvements. For today’s photo, I chose this porcelain doorknob which I bought as a replacement for one of our doors. Sadly, it has never made it to its destination. The doorknob isn’t the only occasion of brokenness in my century-old home. We have a portion of our hallway that needs either new plaster or drywall. Right now it is beautifully exposed…

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Blog-o-Rama Day 4: In My Cup ?>

Blog-o-Rama Day 4: In My Cup

This beautiful Imperial glass belonged to my grandmother. I never actually saw her use it. It sat in a glass front cabinet in her formal dining room. I wonder if she ever filled it up and sat back in a comfy chair with a sigh. If she did, I wonder what drink she chose. Tonight, I’m drinking Beringer Red Moscato. It’s nothing fancy, but it sure is fruity and delicious. As I sit here pondering the inheritance of this stemware,…

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