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the stories behind the door

on the first day you walked through the door did you stop to breathe it all in with the hope of memorizing it all-scents, sights, and sounds, the way you do now did you gently pull the door to behind you and stop for a moment and lean into it knowing as you do now… Continue reading the stories behind the door

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for all the tables

where does the table go? he asked I barely remembered his name, Joe or John or J-something-- he'd shown up with the others, the ones they'd sent to do the job the table? I replied, stalling for time wishing for more of it, so much more time the table whose surface told our story the… Continue reading for all the tables

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The Stranger and the Orange Chair

Tonight at Evening Prayer we were talking about strangers.  In the middle of listening to the story of Abraham and Sarah greeting a stranger and the story of the men on the road to Emmaus coming upon a stranger, one thing came to mind. The orange chair.   In our little five-room house on Boy… Continue reading The Stranger and the Orange Chair

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Decking the Halls

About a week ago I was visiting at Mess Cat's house, admiring her tree, when an ornament caught my eye.  I was transported back in time faster than Marty McFly could start the DeLorean--back to the living room at Blackberry Flats.  I remember the way the angel fairy's snowflake reflected the different colors.  I loved… Continue reading Decking the Halls

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It’s Just Stuff…..Or Maybe Not

Isn't it interesting how a single thing can hold so many memories and emotions inside of it? Yesterday I was given a precious gift that took me back to being little and sitting at a counter eating biscuits just out of the oven, playing Monopoly marathons with cousins, and watching Granddaddy drink his coffee with… Continue reading It’s Just Stuff…..Or Maybe Not