
A scene from my kitchen window took me back to life’s fullest moments
30 seconds later, she would ask me where he was. And we would start all over again ...
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30 seconds later, she would ask me where he was. And we would start all over again ...

During the holiday seasons, it’s fun to ride around and see how the “neighbors” decorate their homes.

It's undeniable that there is a connection. But how do I categorize it? What type of connection could this be called?

I braced myself, saying: “I’m all ears.”

Mortified, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. This was not a sign of peace that had just been delivered, rather, a declaration of her dissatisfaction ...

When our special night at an upscale restaurant turned out all wrong but taught me what's right. Isn't everything an occasion for gratitude?

The Book is more than a book; it is a testament to our life together. It’s a part of us, physical proof, evidence of all the seasons that we have been blessed to share.

On a whim, I grabbed my umbrella and dropped it into my tote bag, thinking: “Better safe than sorry.”

"You walked into the room and the minute you got here the batter hit a home run.”

A lovely reunion and stroke of luck brought an important spiritual lesson.

I saw an invisible enemy that day, but I also saw another invisible thing: my eternal source.

Generosity and poverty of spirit sound so appealing, but somehow it's not quite that easy.

He ran a few more tests, and an hour later came back into the examining room. “We’ve got to start you on some eye drops,” he said.

Getting used to the cell phone and iPad and other devices took a little bit, but things are going well. However the charger is another story.

“I wouldn’t put it past you. You can do anything, honey," my dad assured me.

When Big Louie finally pulled into the driveway, everyone was out of breath and exhilarated. “One of the kids asked him: 'Can we go again soon?'" Big Louie looked at the little boy. “Of course we can,” he answered.

When it's time to get back to reality, the imagination has no place there. Or does it?

When life kicks me off track, a memory with the new girl on the street comes back to mind.

It made me feel better, knowing that I was prepared for some eventuality that I couldn’t even identify yet.

Is the Holy Spirit asking you to just finally take action? Just a little bit?