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The Ugly Jacket
Not long ago my son texted me asking if I could add money to his account because he was in Gainesville where it was quite a bit cooler than Cape Coral, and he had spent what was left in his bank account on a jacket. Like most kids he knew which parent to text. His dad would’ve let him learn a budgeting and packing lesson. I laughed thinking, well he finally got cold enough to wear a coat. His text brought me back eight years earlier to a time when I was teaching fourth grade. Kai, my son, was in the fourth-grade class next door to mine. My friend was…
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Bittersweet
Bittersweet. It’s a word that has resonated with me lately. It seems there is this pull on my heart like puppies tugging on a rope; one end is joy, the other sadness. I search for the place right in the middle where I can stop and take it all in.
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3 Things I’ve learned Since Turning 40
It just so happened my crew of foster puppies that I’m caring for woke unreasonably early this morning. My husband and I looked at each other and shook our heads. We knew they weren’t going back to sleep. We had to throw on our clothes and begin the process of carrying them downstairs and outside. I listened for the rain. The forecast called for a wet day. I was nervous. Nine dogs, seven of which are puppies, and rain can make for a challenging morning.
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Doing vs. Being
I fluctuate between doing and being. If my life leans too much to one side, I will scramble to fill it with the other. Picture a seesaw with me standing in the middle, trying to create the perfect balance.
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Ten Ways Puppies Show Love
I’ve been fostering 7 puppies and their momma for a month. It’s one of the most challenging and rewarding experiences I’ve ever undertaken. In my usual nonchalant way, I didn’t think twice about seven puppies. Two, three,… seven…what could be the difference? They’re puppies. Mmhmm. The difference is seven puddles, seven trips outside, inside, and up and down the stairs when it’s bedtime, and seven puppies exploring my yard while I run around like a character on Sesame Street counting 1,2,3,4,5,6,7! My Fitbit loves me! I’ve earned all kinds of medals. Ten thousand steps is a piece-of-cake. Having seven also means seven times the love. When they wake from their nap…
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Outer Goals vs. Inner Goals For 2016
Happy New Year! There’s magic in beginnings. A new year brings reflection and hope.
