He cared. O yes, he cared. He cared when she walked onto the grass; he held her hand to help her balance in those fabulous heels. He cared when a bug started buzzing around her; he swatted it away. He cared when she was updating her hair style; he took an iPhone picture of…
She was having trouble with her car. And since its more than a little important (work… church…friends…groceries …) it was majorly on her mind when she sat down on the couch after dinner with a group of friends. The gang was all there still, and she was chatting it up…trying to forget the car……but…still…the car…
Zeke and Meagan created a sailboat out of a canoe. I think that pretty much sums them up. Completely. The ability to take a good thing and make it better is grossly undervalued. The willingness to make the effort toward excellence is priceless. And necessary. They are moving to Papua New Guinea, hopefully soon, but…
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Fifteen years ago (my, how time flies), Alex and I pulled the trunk of flowery, frilly, pink-and-pearl dress up clothes from the basement into my bedroom. (My walls, by the way, were bubble gum pink. No exaggeration.) A couple hours later, my room was decorated in frilly outfits — and so were we (the cleanup…
He sat next to her in history class. In high school, folks. That is – by the way – a very long time ago. (Well, since they’re both rising college seniors, its at least a moderately long time ago.) They were at the same high school all four years, but somehow he didn’t really notice…
I stood in the middle of a barn, meeting a horse worth more than any car I will *ever* own and learning about what it takes to own a horse farm (while wiping sweat from my forehead and swatting flies away), and realized how blessed I am. Yes, blessed. (Despite the sweat and flies). I…
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