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Sacred memory seeker and photo keeper
As Fall trickles in among us, changing our horizons leaf by leaf, the rhythm of our lives begin to change again. The time we’ve dedicated to sports begins to die down and the family Fall […]
Destini McPherson
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Siblinghood
Every day as my two-year-old and I pull into the driveway, he begins to yell, “bubba…sissy! Bubba! Sissy!” When they are home and hear us pulling in, they will greet him at the car and […]
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An intentional rhythm
And just like that, summer break has come to an end. Gone are the days of kids in pajamas past noon, screen time for hours on end and seven loads of pool towels in the […]
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Tightly held treasures
Last week my grandmother suddenly passed away. I have known her all my life, and for most all of it, she and I were a chosen, harmonious pair. We were very close, very like-minded and […]
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Don’t Miss This
“Don’t you want to be big like daddy?” I asked. “Sit up like a big boy,” I instructed our two-year-old toddler over dinner. The words came out of my mouth tonight faster than I could […]
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Advice Nobody Asked For
This month we celebrate our youngest child’s second birthday. Like all parents, we can’t believe another year has come and gone so quickly. I’ve been thinking back on his birth, who I was back then, […]
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A mother’s delight with Destini McPherson
Over the last few years, I’ve taken up gardening. I have become somewhat passionate about the subject, invested myself (and my dollars) into learning more about it. Whether or not I am any good at […]
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Family heartbeat with Destini McPherson
A couple of months ago I was having dinner with one of my dearest girlfriends. She’s a mother of five with another baby on the way, and I was asking her advice on curating an […]
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Spring gleaning
It’s 5:48am and I open my sunroom doors to check the temperature of the air while my coffee brews. Immediately it hits my face. Ah. Spring. At last. I greet the day like a hope […]
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The memories we keep
My granddad died last week at the ripe old age of 81. Since his passing, memories of him in all different stages/ages of my life have fondly reeled through my mind like old movies. Details […]