The kitchen was small and yet Mom had the magic touch in that tiny space. She could produce the most amazing things with flour, butter and sugar. And there were always pans of her nuts and bolts and cheese straws. All sorts of her fruit pies – apple, strawberry and blueberry – were frozen in her giant freezer in the garage.
On The Wings of Angels
But today in the crowd you could feel the love. There was, to me anyway, just this vibe, a very heart-warming presence. Perhaps it was the spirits of all those souls. They were with us. I hope my father was watching as the ladies and I started on our walk.
Daycare Educators: Undervalued and Overlooked
I thank you for making it more like home, a place where our children feel happy and safe. Where they’re free to discover, to inquire and to learn new things each day as their lunch supervisor shows up out of breath and panting, just making it ahead of the bell, ready to greet her class with a smile and hugs.
Healing
The ocean has taught me how to remove the distractions. When they are gone, one cannot help but feel what exists underneath them. The Undiscovered Self: Remembering the mystery and the super natural state of being.
Dentist Chairs and Movies
So, I’ll be selling my firstborn in order to pay for my crown, and I don’t even get to show it off unless I walk around pointing it out to everyone. I don’t think, in general, people would go for that. Mouths are meant to be kept closed, or at least partially closed, at all times.
Forgotten Youth
Do we ever really know our parents? They become our caregivers and they offer us love and support, but do we ever truly know them as people?
Beware of Porch Pirates! Ways To Prevent Theft From Your Doorstep
Have you ever had an item stolen right from your doorstep? That’s what porch pirates do, and in this article, I’m going to give you some helpful tips on how to prevent them from stealing your deliveries!
My Blue-Eyed Boy
He captured my heart. There was a sweetness to him, a calm that was mysterious in some way. I felt like we had known each other before. Perhaps in a past life we had been lovers, in Rome or Paris, somewhere romantic where our love had been extinguished by prejudice or pride.
The Forgotten Ones
I want to thank my staff who have come into work during this second round of Covid-19. Who knows how many more we will have to battle, but it seems to get easier as we go on, and less scary, thanks to the vaccinations.
Writing: For the Love of It
I love writing stories about genuine individuals who live out their lives with purpose. These people increase my responsibility to give them proper recognition – like a portrait artist who captures the spirit, as well as the image of his subjects.
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