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(Here I am around age 5 with two of my first kittens. It was always love at first sight.) Instinct led her to lift the small mewing creature with pin-prick paws to her chest, pressing it close to where her own heart beat. And instinct bade the poor kitten...
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The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. – Lamentations 3:22 The field, the road, the driveway were covered when I crept down the stairs in early morning dark. ...
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This morning the world was cloaked, white on white, as snow fell and the mountains shied behind a sheet of fog. The cornfield stretched between, like a wide sheet of paper, empty. Lighting the fire, I feel the way these two days between...
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The cornfield across the street preparing for its winter nap. The only way I can get my three year old twins to nap is by joining them. It started last week, the day after a horrid night of fevers and chills that kept the littlest one and me up until...
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I met Kimberly Ann Coyle though an online (in) courage discussion group for writers. She and a host of other writers are in the long haul of blogging for 31 days straight through the month of October. Every blogger chooses a topic of focus and digs...
