Move Along, Dear

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The Gratitude Gospel: Day 11

In our rental, I have the kind of view that most writers would kill to have. A simple wooden desk in front of a wall of windows that look out to a forest (and swamp, though that sounds less picturesque).

If you are a mother, however, the hooting owls and the relentless woodpeckers start to get to you after a little while (at least when a nap is desired).

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Small Talk

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The Gratitude Gospel: Day 10

Okay, so I’ve missed a few days. The thing about writing about your life is, well, sometimes you just can’t blog about what happens in your day.

Small things happen that no one else will find interesting.

Big things happen that you can’t really share…at least not at the given moment in time.

But today, I was reminded of the deep love I have for something so fleeting in our technology-mediated world: face-to-face small talk.

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Working Hard for No Money

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The Gratitude Gospel: Day 9

Lately, I’ve been thinking about jobs.

Our rental has become a bit of a fishbowl in recent days. A deck is being built outside. Shirts, as we have learned, are optional.

The whole environment is strange until you consider that the beings clanging around our home are humans. They have families, too. And when they work long hours after a long day of work, they leave them behind.

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Counting Fingers

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The Gratitude Gospel: Day 5 

“Mommy, two plus two equals…1, 2, 3, 4!”

I shot my husband the look. You know, the “Wait, what just happened?!” variety.

Our three-year-old son has been curious about numbers for years, but the light bulb moment has never been within reach.

Until yesterday.

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