Sea the Light

This week, I’m not writing the blog. Due to my schedule, my youngest son is my guest blogger, and the words that follow are his. We may see more of his writing in the future. At only seventeen, I’m really proud of his abilities, with this being his first attempt at descriptive writing.

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A Wee Cough

I had a marvelous week off, vacationing in St. Louis, Atlanta and finishing my trip in Gulf Breeze FL. I came down with a bit of some bug my last two days, but it didn’t dampen my drive to experience the sun and sand.

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Flag-gergasted

It’s June 14th – Flag Day. Nestled in the Northwestern corner of the county where I grew up, lies a small town of about 600 people. The town’s name is Waubeka, and it’s the birthplace of Flag Day. Every year on a Sunday near June 14th, they host a huge Flag Day celebration.

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In Memory Of…

Two of my brothers and I stood atop Grandad Bluff watching the sunset fade. The temperature was warm, and the wind whipped my hair. The twilight colors set a peaceful mood. We had just lost another one of our older brothers and we soaked in the moment, in remembrance.

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Rough Ter-Rain

It’s a chilly Saturday evening – the eve of Mother’s Day – and my youngest son, a teenager, is bored. “Let’s go hiking or something, mom.” He laments. My husband pecks away at his computer keyboard, working on his homework, so I reckon it’s up to me to keep the man-child busy.

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In the Pink

I used to hate the color pink. I think it stemmed from when I was younger, my mother only ever buying me pink clothes for my birthday and Christmas. Perhaps it was her attempt to cure me of my tom-boyish ways.

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Grounded

This weekend I got to spend some time with my older sister, who lives in Florida, but is temporarily staying in Woodstock, IL for a few weeks. Woodstock is a lovely little city that is somewhat “famous.”

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