Writing for five unedited minutes on the prompt “Play” for Five Minute Friday.
When I play my flute, my soul is soothed and I gain peace in God’s presence.
Writing for five unedited minutes on the prompt “Steady” for Five Minute Friday.
After school in my childhood, my sister and I stayed with the “S” family after school. My sister and the youngest boy of the family loved to play in the open field behind the house, while I usually stayed inside and read books. But they begged me to come play with them. The problem was, I had to climb over a gate to get to the field.
The gate was locked by the field’s owner, so we couldn’t swing it open. If you wanted to cross, you had to climb over. And I couldn’t do it.
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Yesterday I read a post on Jennifer Dukes Lee’s blog about grief, penned by Cheri Gregory. Cheri wrote so beautifully about grief, I want to include an excerpt here. Head over to Jennifer’s blog to enter a book giveaway this week only!
Last Christmas we hardly bought any toys for our children.
How did they grow up so quickly?
The times of toy wonder are drawing to a close. My daughter still plays with Barbies and baby dolls. My youngest son is still entranced by Legos. But my oldest son thinks he’s outgrown toys.
Christmas feels different with older children, but it comes with new privileges.
Have you dealt with a season of grief at Christmas?
In my first post of this series, I wrote about my grandparents’ house being a constant in my childhood Christmases. The tradition of Christmas Eve at their home stopped in 2011 when Grandpa had a debilitating stroke.