Thus read the subject line of an e-mail I received Monday from Luke. I’m accustomed to opening my inbox and finding e-mails with ominous subject lines from my son. “You may not like this, but . . .” That sort of thing. I always take a deep breath and say a little prayer before reading […]
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Four weeks ago today, four bombs exploded in London. Two weeks ago today, four more bombing attempts failed. Today London is on high alert for terrorist activity. According to an online news article I just read, they’ve launched one of the most expensive police campaigns ever. Today. Grace arrived in London about 12 hours ago.
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So, when I said it’s exciting to anticipate all the adventures that await Luke this summer, I wasn’t thinking about his being blocks away from terrorist attacks. A little less adventure would be okay at this point. Yes, he was in London. Unaware of the explosions, his group attempted to take the “tube” to the
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Grace is home! And today is her birthday. 🙂 I met her at the Dallas airport late Tuesday night. Or, I should say, early Wednesday morning. Her flight was scheduled to arrive at 11:52 PM, but it landed around 1:20 A. I sat in the baggage claim area chatting with a young woman waiting for
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While we were in Seattle we drove up to Queen Anne and visited Brett, the Tea Man. (Click his name for a story I wrote about him in November, 2004). Brett prepared some Wen Shan Bao Zhong tea for our tasting pleasure. He described it as a low oxidized tea that’s classified as an oolong,
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. . . you can casually tap a spider with your Birkenstock-clad foot–a black spider that’s dashing across the hardwood floor toward the dark recesses under your bed (the bed you crawl into barefoot every night)–and you can lean over and clearly see the red hourglass on its belly, and you can grab a tissue
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May is an interesting month for me. Sort of an emotional smorgasbord. I know what’s on the menu, but I still find myself surprised by the intensity of the flavors. May 5th is our anniversary. This year marked twenty-six years of marital monkeyshines. Get married, y’all. Then have a few kids. It’ll grow you up
Please note the time of this post. It bears great significance. For, you see, exactly twenty years ago, on April 18, 1985, at 1:21 PM, the shape of eternity was forever altered when one seven-pound, eight-ounce immortal soul made his entrance into the world. He came as babies do, bringing a breath of heaven and
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The conductor raised his baton, cued the poet, and the phone sang in tune with the music of the spheres. Or something like that. Her husband sat at the table nearby sorting the mail. She’d just read the poem on the screen silently to herself. Twice. And, as she had so many times before, she
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Remember the standard, elementary school, first-day-back-to-class assignment? Every year it was the same thing. “Okay, boys and girls, take out a sheet of notebook paper, and write your name in the top right corner.” Then the teacher would pick up a brand new stick of chalk and write these words on her pristine blackboard. “What
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