A poem my Grandma wrote my Grandpa in 1931, and a lock of her hair from the 20′s she saved…
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I was having a bad day. I was down, discouraged, and afraid. The last thing…
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The other night I was meeting with a group of guys at the…
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A farm field near my home taken last spring. A beautiful reminder that spring is for renewal. I love the…
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The girls wanted to make a pilgrimage to the American Girl…
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Following our dreams can…