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I’ve been sorting through moments. The kind caught with a camera. And we all know what happens when you sort through photographs. You look and you remember. Memories flood your heart and mind and you keep looking through the photos and you keep remembering and you smile and laugh and want others to look at…

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We have the world to live in on the condition that we will take good care of it. And to take good care of it, we have to know it. And to know it and to be willing to take care of it, we have to love it.              …

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Four weekends ago my sisters and I sorted through, looked at, and wondered at the amount of stuff in my parent’s home. The kitchen cabinets held more than we could have imagined. And so did the hutch in the dining room. Mom collected pretty tea cups, candle holders, various colors of taper candles, vases, figurines…

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Daddy could fix anything. A lawn mower, refrigerator, a sagging floor and a leaky roof. His fixing wasn’t limited to appliances or motors. He fixed earrings and could unravel a tangled delicate bracelet. He had whatever he needed to fix it because he kept every tool he ever owned and every nail, nut and bolt…

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Mom told me last week that she feels like she is on hold. In a season of waiting. All the time. She waits for the Hospice nurse. She waits for her bath and for someone to get her meals. She waits for her daughters to call and waits for someone to visit. She waits for…

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January 26, 1963 Wayne Griffin and Jan Sharrott said their wedding vows in a small Methodist church in Huntsville, Alabama as two of their closest friends watched. They struggled in every way the first few years of their marriage. They brought two daughters into the world and money was tight. Wayne worked for Willo Products…

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