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First Big NO
My sister arrived – we hugged. She was exhausted from the last few days. My father said, “Let’s go into the chapel.” Then he asked me to pray. I didn’t want to pray. That was my husband’s job. He was the preacher. But he was still in Michigan. I had flown to Georgia that morning by…
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Play The Ball Where It Lies!
Published before pictures added. Reposting now.
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Hit or Hug
The driver swerved and screeched to a stop and the fellow inside greeted me with I’m sure many expletives and blew his horn. This just added to my gloomy day! Woke up and noticed king size pillow next to me. Grabbed it and gave it a hug. Always put it beside me – reminds me…
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What Does That Mean?
Faith, Family & Feathers Faith, Family and Feathers is the wording on my husband’s grave marker. Hopefully future generations will ponder these words and find the meaning in Psalms 91. It sums up our lives together for 58 years. Faith in God is the foundation of our lives. The heritage of family and the legacy of previous generations causes…