Memories, How They (Don’t) Linger

It’s Sunday morning. I open my eyes at 7:45.  For a mother of four boys, that’s sleeping in.  And it’s fabulously gloriously wonderful. As I get ready for church, my husband, Brian, makes me a delicious veggie omelet – my favorite- and sets it on the bathroom counter for me to enjoy at my leisure.  […]

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