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2017 Best Nine on Instagram
I’ve heard 2017 described in a variety of ways. Most of them unpleasant, courtesy of the current political and social climate. And, I can’t lie, it hasn’t always been easy. There’ve been times when I’ve wanted to bury my head under the covers and cry because of the heaviness of it all, but then I think of all the ways that I’ve been blessed and I can’t help but to say “Thank You, Lord, for all that I’ve been given.” I look at my the photos from my Instagram feed and I see health, happiness, and restoration. I see a couple doing something they never really thought they’d get to…
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Words of Wisdom for the Graduates
My babies are graduating from high school today. So this is gonna be a rough one for me. I’ve already shared my words of wisdom with them here and here, but now I’m asking you to help me celebrate my twins’ graduation… Please share your words of wisdom with the graduates in the comments below!
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A Letter to Mr. 18 on Your Graduation
My dear sweet boy young man, you were our surprise. As in nine days before you were born, we found out you’d been in there just chillin’ — synching your heartbeat to your sister’s, matching her breath for breath and kick for kick. Never letting on that you were there. As I sat in the NICU staring at your little face, I was filled with so many things: love, hope, insecurity, amazement, gratitude, but, mostly, fear. We hadn’t had much time to prepare for two babies, much less a little boy. But I knew we’d make it. And make it we did, through chipped teeth, black eyes, emptied fish tanks, “spots”, and…
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A Letter to Miss 18 on Your Graduation
Munro. I’ve stopped and started writing this so many times that I’ve lost count… I don’t have the words to express the love, pride, and gratitude that I’m feeling right now. You have overcome so much and demonstrated a strength and grace under pressure that can only be attributed to the mercy of God. I thank Him every day for allowing me the privilege and honor of being your mother. Next week, when you walk across that stage and accept your diploma, don’t take that moment lightly. You earned that degree… Eighteen years ago, your dad and I sat in a hospital room, holding your tiny hand in ours, unsure…
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You Have Cancer {Repost}
A close friend was diagnosed with breast cancer today. As I listened to her sob over the phone, I wished I could be there to hold her hand, embrace her, and let her know that I understand what she’s going through. My heart aches for her and her family – as a wife and mother, this is an unimaginably difficult time. But her story is not mine to tell, so here’s my story: Am I going to die? Will my kids remember me? Does Tony know how much I love him? How long do I have left? Will I go peacefully? Why me? Those were just some of the thoughts…
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I’ve Been Bitstripped {In the Cafe}
Bitstrips courtesy of Miss 16
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Throwback Thursday: Handwritten Treasures {In the Dark Room}
Folded in my wallet are four letters that my sweet little babies wrote to me when I left home for my first business trip. At the time, they were 4, 6, 6, and 8. The notes were neatly tucked in the side pocket of my suitcase, to be discovered when I unpacked. What’re you sharing for Throwback Thursday? Follow my blog with Bloglovin
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Happy Birthday to Twin A and B {Repost for their 18th Birthday}
I gave birth to Twin A and Twin B 18 years ago today. But, really, their story began nine days earlier….. On 11 September 1995, The Hubs and I showed up at the hospital for a routine OB visit. The baby was due in nine days and, almost overnight it seemed, I had put on about 15 or 20 lbs and my pregnancy gait had shifted into full on waddle. Furthermore, the baby was bouncing all over the place. Don’t babies normally slow down the closer you get to the due date? Anyway, The Hubs and the two-year-old sat in the waiting room while the doctor pulled out the measuring…
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Weekend Wrap~Up {In the Family Room}
Are you ready to begin a new week? I am. Kinda sorta. This is the first full week that the students are going to be back on campus, so things are gonna be kind of crazy for a minute. My own kids have been back at school for a week now, so we’ve pretty much settled into a routine which is pretty nice. Our weekend was pretty non~eventful but there were a few hiccups, some laughs, a triumph, and a new beginning… 1. Can’t Multi~task Yes, this really happened. Lesson: I cannot talk to my aunt and cook dinner at the same time. Between the laughing, sharing memories, and catching…
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Coffee Talk {In the Cafe}
Hi, and welcome to Coffee Talk. In case you’re new here, this is where I share some of the great and not~so~great stuff that I find on the web. Topics range from news stories that leave me scratchin’ my head to DIYs that I think are absolutely clever. And there may be a recipe thrown in here or there just for fun. 1. I heard on the radio that sales of George Orwell’s 1984 have skyrocketed since news of the domestic surveillance program broke. Don’t get me started on that… On second thought, let’s discuss that. The government should not have the open ended ability to spy on the American…
