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Locked Doors and Open Windows
I rarely ever travel by myself anymore, and it seems that anytime I do I have some silly story about something I forgot to do simply because I’m usually not the only one that has to remember all the things. A few weeks ago I traveled for work and, sure enough, I have one of…
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The Plane That Didn’t Crash
If you have ever read anything I have written (or have spent more than five minutes with me), you may have noticed that I have a bit of flare when I tell stories. Since I tend to add a little extra drama to the stories I tell, I can totally relate to the “boy who…
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Love Letters and Deleted E-mails
I have mentioned before that my love language is gifts (Love and Llamas). Any gift, even the simplest coffee or piece of candy, completely fills me with joy and makes my day. Dan has more than mastered my love language and throughout the years has surprised me with the best gifts. According to Gary Chapman,…
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In Case of Fire…
I have been the girliest girly girl for as long as I can remember. My college dorm room literally had a pink glow at night because of the pink Christmas lights that were always on. My parents tell me I have been very opinionated on what “girls do” and what “boys do” from an early…
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The Place I’d Rather Hide
Sharing the deepest parts of my heart for the whole internet to read has been an interesting journey. I really try to prayerfully decide what I write about. Before I even posted my last post, The Summer Wilderness, I knew what needed to be written about next, but I didn’t want to write it. I have…
Lil Bit of Glimmer 