Love

Writers tend of have a lot of opinions. I know I do.
My ideas about the best way to live are shared on this platform each week, and also in my daily life.
The problem I’ve found is this: a blog is something people choose to read.
The advice to those in my personal life – well, that’s [...]

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Mr. Right found a meteorite.
In case you aren’t stunned by the coolness of that fact, here’s some statistics to help out:
A meteorite is a fallen particle from outer space.
It’s valuable – his might even be worth up to $10,000.
It contains elements not native to Earth.
His obsession started after watching this video of the metor that [...]

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I love photography.
I love that there are thousands of amazing photos at my fingertips – like a sky full of stars, waiting for someone to stop and pay attention.
When searching for photos to match blog posts, there’s always some cool shots that don’t fit my story. Check them out below … What do you see? [...]

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My project this week is to start everyday a little better than the last.
Besides a routine to let love follow me out the door, I’m starting each morning with a simple act of love.
It doesn’t take long – maybe an extra minute or two. Because I’ve noticed how easy it is to get selfish in [...]

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I pass a group of short, brown apartment buildings every day on my way to work.
They’re grubby and old along one of the busiest morning streets.
At the beginning of the school year, I noticed a mom and her young daughter waiting for the school bus on a tiny patch of side lawn. They weren’t waiting [...]

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“But love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.” -Leonard Cohen
The cycle of loving someone can be tricky.
A relationship goes around in circles every year, every day, every hour.
At the top, we’re awed. Everything is wonderful – your lover is close and next to you. He can do no [...]

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One Saturday morning, everyone got up on the wrong side of the bed, with one notable exception.
Little Boy was making racket, shattering my peaceful dreams. Little Girl was still asleep, but sure to wake like a grumpy bear at any moment from the noise.
I threw back the feather comforter and marched out to shush Little [...]

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