Good Dog – Coal

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                          “It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving …

The Sad Path of Dementia

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Every day can bring a blessing or many blessings, but then there are days where the shadows of hard things happening make those blessings more difficult to see. This weekend has been like that. My mother fell on Friday morning. At first we hoped she was only bruised, but as the day went on, it was obvious something bad was wrong. She couldn’t bear …

A Day to Remember

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“The dead soldier’s silence sings our national anthem.” (Aaron Kilbourn) Memorial Day began as Decoration Day after the Civil War when the wives, mothers, and sisters began decorating the graves of the fallen soldiers. Slowly as the years passed, Decoration Day, observed on May 30, began to be called Memorial Day, but it wasn’t until1967 that Federal law changed the name officially. The year …

Graduation – A Commencement

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  There is a good reason they call these ceremonies “commencement exercises.” Graduation is not the end, it’s the beginning. ~Orrin Hatch On Friday, my oldest granddaughter graduated from high school. Here she is walking into the chapel where the ceremony was held. My son is the man in the picture watching her. It seems not all that many years …