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Weekly Photo Challenge: MINE!!!!!

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At the Reception for Our Youngest and His New Bride
I am his and he is mine.

I am as tired as I look, here, but after two weeks of no rest, yet, I am beginning to feel better.

So much going on.

Bathroom repair necessitating my painting two walls.

Special events at church.

Taking a few short video courses.

Internet flailing. I think that must be an epidemic, as WordPress AND Social Triggers both have also played into my lateness, here, due to malfunctions. Ah, well.

Several large pieces of furniture vanishing when the last two left the nest, and needing replacements.

Empty rooms to spring clean. I know; it’s autumn.

And — drumroll, here — with moderate rains arriving, the blessings of mowing chores.

Still, this photo just gives me a glow. I seldom look this good, so I guess he brings out the best in me.

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Wow. A reblog if I ever read one . . .

Heidi's avatarGive Away Seven a Day

You’re afraid of death.

9/365 - Bright Window by lacybekah, on Pix-O-Sphere

You’re afraid of death, so you listen to lies about it. Lies like:

  • Death is just a natural part of the “circle” of life.
  • Grieving parents need time to find a “new normal”.
  • It’s best not to talk about it in front of the kids.
  • You can skip the funeral since your going won’t change anything.
  • Those orphaned children will be ok, right? Right?
  • A widow will learn to move on without her husband.

Lies.

Someone needs to say NO.

This isn’t ok… we won’t be “fine”.
Death is so very wrong.
This is not the way it’s supposed to be.

We don’t have to repeat the lies until we believe them.

Seeing by maha, on Pix-O-Sphere

You’re afraid of death, but death doesn’t get the last word.
Here is truth:

There is One death that changes everything.
There is a grave that is now empty.
When Jesus rose from…

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Too much good information and too many good thoughts to leave this in its place.
Enjoy!
Who wants to help me learn just to walk?! :winks:

Tiff Miller's avatarThe Faery Inn

Starting a couple of weeks ago, Sabrina and I began running together again. We got out of the routine during the school year, but we are both determined to keep it up this time. I really do enjoy running, as hard as it is. It’s too accurate a metaphor for labor and birth for me to let go.

Running with a friend is like hiring a doula to be with you. You could do it without her, but it’s so much better with her support.

Sabrina had already gotten back into a good routine, and slowed down for my sake. We’re up to a 22 minute running stretch, which is about two-ish miles. We are working our way back up to being able to run a 5K (3-ish miles), so that we can participate in the Dirty Girl Mud Run in September. We’re using the Couch to 5K program, and…

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