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Dixie knew she had more light and love to share. But she did not know the way. Like with many things in her life, God gave her too many nudges to ignore.
“One, two, f-ree, four, nine, ten. Ready or not, Gammie!” bubble from two bright hazel eyes and sandy-brown hair in curly baby piggy-tails. Alice.
OMG Alice sounds like a little doll! Read on for more cuteness!I can’t go anywhere without my pillow, which, to be honest, can be replaced by one towel.
I sat there, in a looks-like-Voldemort’s-Ministry-of-Magic-Boardroom. The third story of a law office in our midwestern downtown. My cold, clammy hands clutched a legal agreement. I looked up from the papers to the outside.
but what does the paper say??? read on, valiant soul!Hamster Series 1/2: Big Mamma Love for a Little Fur Ball Hamster Series 2/2: Welcome to the World’s Toughest Hamster
Barbara (shuffling in the kitchen with a long face): Mom, Batgirl is shaking again.
She hugs my robed-self tightly from the side. I wrap my arms around her.
Me: People also get like this, at the end, too. It’s just that we give them medicine.
Barbara: It’s not fair.
Yes, it might be time for a kleenex. Read on, sweet animal-loving soul!Welcome to the inaugural Love and Light Warrior Spotlight! Take a break, grab your favorite pet (just don’t let the others know!), and meet fellow warriors committed to spreading joy, self-awareness, and acceptance in our world. For more info, go to the official page here!
Is this also going to talk about WHO melissa is? You betcha! Read on, dear soul!Barbara: We’re going to the castle in the clouds.
The next 20 seconds is lovely. Our boat docks.
Barbara carries me and the egg over to…a plank??
Gaming Series 1/2: What happened when I tried playing Roblox, Gaming Series 2/2: What is the internet teaching my daughter?
Barbara and I go through the Roblox “stylizing” process once more (I don’t change a thing) and are dropped in a cartoon town at wintertime. Even when I fall in the lake, I still skate like Snoopy. Brilliant.
An egg starts following me around.
Me: Barbara, there’s an egg creepin’ on me…
I thought this game was about pets?? Maybe it’s about reptiles! Read on to see the hatch!Or, as Dr. Seuss more-eloquently said, “Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive that is youer than you.”
It is four days after the winter solstice. The sun graces our northern hemisphere a couple more minutes each day. Bringing gifts of awakening and light. And the promise of vaccines bringing the gift of life at the end of this horrific pandemic tunnel, too.
And it’s Christmas!
What kind of gift is an ancient one??? Sounds interesting! read on!Are we raising children who are too lazy to virtually work for virtual money? I don’t like my survivability prospects.
Gaming Series 1/2: What happened when I tried playing Roblox, Gaming Series 2/2: What is the internet teaching my daughter?
In sweet memory of childhood Christmas breaks filled with my brothers and I playing video games.
Me: Okay, Barbara, I’m ready if you are.
Barbara in her thermals, and I in my fleece nightgown settled down for a long winter’s nap fun winter’s break.
Country Club Series 1/2: It’s the Most Aunt-Flo-der-ful, Country Club Series 2/2: Aunt Flo Strikes Back
Two giant tents – filled with properly-placed napkins and gourmet picnic food on silver chafing dishes. A live pop cover band tests their equipment, which means you don’t have to bring your 9-iron today. Or plaid pants. Unless you really want to.
can you smell the cut grass and the grill? Read more to hear about “the wrinkle”Elvis Series 1/3: 10 Things I hate about her dog , Elvis Series 2/3: The Fire Swamps, Elvis Series 3/3: The end of the Dog-inning
I paced in my bedroom. No other people were home. Just Elvis.
What should I do about him? What can I do? What am I going to do? It’s getting louder. I can’t handle it.
The pacing. The whining. The vomiting. The pooping outside his appointed area.
It’s been 5 days since his dog mom (my fiancee) – left. Elvis, her Italian Greyhound, is miserable. Therefore, I am miserable.
Yes, This could be the end for Heidi and elvis. but wait…Hello,
this is God.
I’ll be handling all of your problems today.
Have a miraculous day.
Heidi Esther’s negative-ninny mind has got her cornered again. How is she supposed to live when she feels like – she’s – a mistake? She finds an answer under the kitchen table…
I blew my nose in the last kleenex. I sat in a dark corner of my bedroom, my arms hugging my knees. Across from me: a wall of windows. The day was bright. My view was shaded, showing a lush, leafy vista. I pulled my hoodie strings tighter around my head.
Why was Heidi so sad? It looks like such a nice day outside! Read on to find out…
