Category: Children
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The Bus and The Girls
When I was around 8, we lived on a farm in southern Minnesota. We had to travel to school by bus. I will always remember the bus ride and those girls. I was the oldest, at the time, of five. My mother stayed home with us and Dad was the breadwinner. We had a small…
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Grandchildren
The blessings that they bring. Grandchildren are born onto our children. Little versions of our babies when they were babies. Crying, eating, pooping, smiling, crawling, giggling, growing little by little until all of a sudden they are the best version of two people who fell in love in the first place. Take back the long,…