Tag Archives: parents and children

watching her sing

I watched a woman sing at a Salvation Army service today. Her joy was remarkable. (#1040) Continue reading

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after

When grandchildren leave, everything in the house is covered with what might be confetti. What the heck is that about? (#1027) Continue reading

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sunflower

Peter is such a patient father; I was never so. (#1014) Continue reading

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