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    Straight from the heart

    I must admit I haven’t celebrated the likes of Valentine’s Day in decades, though it’s impossible to disregard such a well-produced, highly advertised holiday.

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    Oh Holy Night

    The best days of our existence aren’t necessarily the richest, nor picture perfect even. This I learned early. Such lessons, though difficult to comprehend, molded me into the person I am. Profoundly carving me, setting unspoken precedence for life experiences to follow.

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    Oh Holy Night

    The best days of our existence aren’t necessarily the richest, nor picture perfect even. This I learned early. Such lessons, though difficult to comprehend, molded me into the person I am. Profoundly carving me, setting unspoken precedence for life experiences to follow.

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    Eternally grateful

    I find it difficult to imagine still, even after 13 long years, that our ever dwindling family recently offered thanks around a feast filled table. We will rejoice the birth of our Savior in two weeks, and soon after that will celebrate the arrival of yet another newly dawned year minus the presence...

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    Never give up

    "Opportunity is a haughty goddess who wastes no time with those who are unprepared." ~ George Samuel Clason.

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    Remembering the good 'ol days

    This time of year tends to leave a bitter sweet aftertaste lingering on my demonstrative palate. With the daily temp hovering beyond the century mark, and the sun still setting well into evening, it's inconceivable that school is back in session, and more so, that fall is all but upon us.

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    Instant gratification

    The ostensibly persistent, ever-growing need for perpetual stimulation of which our nation is currently afflicted with leaves me relatively disturbed.

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    No longer Mayberry

    With details still duly fresh in mind, I reminisce days gone by when once upon a time, nestled amidst endless acres of towering pines and stoic oak trees, resided a people that knew no need for locking their homes, worrying for the roving youngsters, or securing their vehicles and worldly possessions...

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    Heavenly harvest

    Following countless failed attempts to procure quality organic produce without the inevitability of surrendering an entire paycheck in exchange, I reluctantly proceeded to attend our local Thursday farmers market.

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    To have and to hold

    Imagine for a moment, your home is fully engulfed in the scorching destruction of tumultuous flames. With mere seconds to spare, there's barely time to retrieve a single article of your cherished belongings. In that flash, precisely what might you measure more valuable than all the rest? Would you...

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