Month: October 1999
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becoming middle-aged
When I wasn’t looking, I became middle-aged. I first noticed I was middle-aged in a picture taken of my backside as my granddaughter toddled beside me in her new Sunday dress. I recognized those legs and the hang of the skirt: They were my grandmother’s. I brushed it off and determined to never wear those…
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band-aid is cure-all
The thing I remember about parenting young children was the absolute belief in the simplest things. When one of my now grown sons was a child, Band-Aid could fix everything. He needed Band-Aids for every cut, scrape or scratch. I kept a box handy to soothe his tears and regularly peeled open Band-Aid for his…
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empty nest answering machine
The nest can’t be very empty when the answering machine is full of messages. After and evening of teaching a Family to Family class a couple weeks ago, I had a couple messages on my answering from my children. I e-mailed a reminder to all my children that their father and I are busy the…
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Chandelier serves dual purpose
We were doing the Sunday morning rush. Start dinner, push my grade school step-sons to get dressed, clear the breakfast dishes and set the dining room table for dinner. I checked the potatoes, snapped the tablecloth across the antique oak table and hastily arranged dishes and silverware around it. Thirty minutes later we were ready…