Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
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focusing on weakness.
Ah. That title just begs attention, doesn’t it? For me, it’s been a giant, handheld mirror that I’ve been looking in over the last few days, and not necessarily by choice…but I’m
Hank and I are dreamers. It’s what gave us the gumption to move to Colorado all those years ago. It’s how we started our businesses. It’ s what brought us our babies.
Always, always, always. When it comes to seeing how things work, how far he can push them… He’s in. Today’s experiment involved a refillable water balloon. Usually, these are about the size
viva le jardin.
Ever one to jump right in with both feet (as long as it’s not cold water – I can’t jump in cold water. Nope. Never ever ever.), Hank and I decided that
That darned ol’ cup has been overflowing. I’ve had the delicious gift of… quality time. I’ve been so thirsty for it. Last month, I went to visit our oldest son and his
south by midwest
Let’s talk biscuits. I love them. But, I do admit that I’m a biscuit snob. And do you know who makes the best biscuits? That’s right. My momma. I claim southern roots. In
And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen.