hope
“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune–without the words, And never stops at all…” Emily Dickinson, Hope
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i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go, my dear;and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno…
almost home…
He said,”I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree. I was runnin’ from some honey bees. Drip dryin’ in the summer breeze After jumpin’ into Calico creek. I was walkin’…
I blinked…
and we were walking home from Austin’s last day of preschool. Hello, Summer.
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Guten Tag!
stronger than the Army…
There are moments in your life that you’ll never forget. I remember the day I met her– mom of two boys, a toddler and a little still-nursing…
give, and let go…
I was hollering at one boy to get out of the road, nudging the other to pull his back pack onto his back before he dropped it in…
Hold me, Mommy.
Austin was in school. David needed to deal with an issue with his cell phone contract in a nearby village, the very same village Bruce Willis was born in. So…
here and there….
i look through the lens and pretend to know what i’m doing… most days, i have no clue, and i focus and refocus and pray that something turns out right….