We wandered in and out of the rooms searching for treasure. Memories. A piece of history to carry with us. After my grandmother’s passing, the grandchildren were invited to her house to reminisce and…
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“I’m falling, hold me,” my grandmother’s eyes were wide as she reached out her hands looking for something to grasp. “I’ve got you, Grandmother. I won’t let you fall,” I assured her. My pregnant…
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“Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, you now dismiss your servant in peace.” Luke 2:29-32 NIV I walked in the door tightly gripping my newborn child. It was as if I were presenting a…
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What do you say when you know your words could be the last? Do you choose poignant ones and drop each one like a well-chosen bulb left to grow long after you’ve gone? Or…