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TO ENJOY THE VIDEO IN TODAY’S POST, PLEASE CLICK THE LINK ABOVE IN YOUR EMAIL, OR click here. “There is something about a closet that makes a skeleton terribly restless.” ~ Wilson Misner For a long time, I believed that skeletons were ghosts, kind of like an unwanted family inheritance better left hidden away in some forgotten closet. But closets, if left untended, can become … Continue reading Teaching Skeletons to Dance
TO ENJOY THE VIDEO IN TODAY’S POST, PLEASE CLICK THE LINK ABOVE IN YOUR EMAIL, OR click here. Marsha and I are hoping that each of you experience something beautiful today. To get your day started, we’re reprising an earlier post. Something Beautiful For You We sometimes like to walk over to Grand Avenue Park in Everett after dinner to watch the sun set over … Continue reading Something Beautiful For You
A while back I came across an article that shared an interesting statistic. Sixty percent of today’s school-age children see themselves as exceptional, compared to the 8% who saw themselves exceptional in 1964. Today, being average is unacceptable. An Interesting situation when you consider most of us, in most things, are — average. But this statistic opened me up to the larger question of how … Continue reading Righting An Upside-Down World
I wonder sometimes what kind of friend I am. Will I show up when it really counts? What effort am I really ready to make to sustain a friendship? Am I just a fair weather friend? Then I came upon this story from an unknown author: Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his … Continue reading What Kind of Friend Am I?
TO ENJOY THE VIDEO AND MUSIC IN TODAY’S POST, PLEASE CLICK THE LINK ABOVE IN YOUR EMAIL, OR click here ***** “A child’s mind is not a container to be filled but rather a fire to be kindled.” ~ Dorothea Brande At this time in my life one of my very favorite things is to have my grandson on my lap watching him watch Minecraft episodes. … Continue reading Kindle the Fire