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My Life as a Travel Agent
On a recent morning I was at work and as one of my patients was waiting for his death, I thought again about an idea that keeps popping int...
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When our son, Ben, was a 6th grader, he became known for his love words. In fact, his teacher told us that he went to a big dictionary i...
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Mike had a request for Father's Day. He wanted us all to go to Independence Rock . So we did. Sam came along with us and M...
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On Palm Sunday our entire congregation waits out in our large foyer, except for those of us on the Worship Team. At 9:00 the door...
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...it certainly is a pretty place...
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What a beautiful hospital.
Nice!
My Mom didn't get to hang out in the pretty parts but her room was clean and quiet so she was happy.
I know, huh!?
Yes, except they have all these slick photos and prints. I could not find any of Mom's original art that they once had there.
I know. That made me kinda sad. I am so glad you were able to be there. It was a great comfort to me, as well as mom.
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