lakelife
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It’s almost here. That day I mark each month. The utterance of that number for any reason…. Seventeen cents, pleaseShe’s seventeen nowI caught seventeen mice (That last one would trigger anyone…I know) That number has become a hangnail. It brings sorrow and black butterflies in my belly and the sound of it, when called out…
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It’s July 6th. I made it. We made it. We didn’t just skin by, either. We nailed it. Like on Pinterest. I get more upset as each milestone hits for me and Kade. It’s funny, you raise a child and each thing they accomplish is celebrated. First laugh, first step, first days of school, graduation,…
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The holidays have been hard. The not-holidays have been hard. Each of us are affected differently by the absence of Kade. Each of us feel it stronger at times than the rest of us do. Of course. We each had a separate, intimate relationship with Kadey, so we have separate, intimate mourning. However, the Fourth…
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It’s Kade’s birthday week this week. It started yesterday, which was Easter Sunday, but I didn’t let myself dwell on that too much. We had eggs to fill and hide and anxious grandbabies coming to hunt them. My youngest daughter, Belle, and I got up early yesterday morning and cleaned and cooked and cut flowers…
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2020 was a booger. I said booger instead of a string of curse words because I’ve been asking God to help me tame my tongue. There are days when I think the only way that will be accomplished is if He pulls it out. I have a flair for dirty words and I like to…
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I’ve been having a hard time for a while. Mentally and physically. There is no need to go into all of the particulars, it doesn’t affect this post at all. Having said that, keep reading, God is good and I am going to tell you about it. I woke up today and it’s grey out.…
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