Tag: family
group name: writingwombats
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June 13, 2008 02:12 PM EDT --
Fighter From The Beginning
Stryker was born late, on a cold March afternoon. His Dam wasn't expected to deliver for another two days. As a first time mom, I knew . . . more
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May 30, 2008 09:16 PM EDT --
Garden County vs Redneck County
'This here's the tale of one yard and two distinctly different ideas about what a yard is for.'
When I married my husband I knew he was disorganized. . . . more
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June 15, 2008 03:37 PM EDT --
Eyes closed
Shiver of cold
Valiant heart is beating.
Soothing hands
Familiar scent
Loving voice is speaking.
Warm breeze
Tickles the nose
Open gate is waiting.
Golden sun
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November 11, 2007 10:12 PM EST --
The most beautiful things in the world are not seen or touched. They are felt with the heart.--Helen Keller
I'm a plus-sized woman...which makes me positive, . . . more
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May 21, 2008 04:34 PM EDT --
I was born into a covey of great-aunties. My great-grandmas came from large families. Grandma Belle had three sisters and Grandma May had four when I came along. Grandma Clare had two sisters.
It didn't . . . more
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January 31, 2008 11:15 PM EST --
"AAAAAHHH-choooo!"
My husband and I grimaced at each other before we leapt into action.
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December 28, 2007 05:09 AM EST --
I've had a number of pets over the years, and I've cherished all of them. Still I had never encountered, the one, until I met Sarah.
It was love at first sight for both of us. She bobbed from . . . more
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February 09, 2008 10:18 AM EST --
Gramp's room was just like he left it. I hadn't moved anything since his death. My jaw clenched. Why did I insist on having the last word? My final tirade at him had been petty and . . . more
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November 07, 2007 05:17 PM EST --
Turkey , stuffing, yams
Table circled by loved ones
Smiles of gratitude.
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October 23, 2007 04:35 PM EDT --
The car halted with a screech on the snowy road. Win ja stepped out in the cold, win try night. The breeze ran a shiver down her spine and she pulled the coat to tightly hug her body. . . . more
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January 24, 2008 05:10 PM EST --
I just wanted to update those of you who have sent such kind thoughts our way! You may recall from an earlier post that Caleb, our 7-year-old with leukemia, underwent a bone marrow test recently.
The . . . more
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June 15, 2008 08:20 PM EDT --
Friends and family filled adjoining rooms spilling out through the screen door into the yard. Men discussed politics and farming with noses turned towards a culinary mix of aromas filling the . . . more
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June 09, 2008 10:24 PM EDT --
The Word Parvo strikes terror into the hearts of dog owners and kennel owners alike, and with good reason. . . . more
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September 25, 2007 06:35 PM EDT --
I've seen writers comment that neither friends nor family know that they write. Others report that fellow writers are their greatest supporters. And some writers enjoy the unstinting . . . more
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September 22, 2007 02:31 AM EDT --
How my dad lived his life:
My dad was a good man. There's few people in my small hometown that at one point or another he didn't help in some way. One night, I was probably fourteen . . . more
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November 07, 2007 08:26 AM EST --
Cynthia Carey, one of my youngest aunts died yesterday. I know that is pretty insignificant to anyone outside of her circle of friends and our family. Everyone dies and we all lose people. . . . more
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March 07, 2008 07:26 PM EST --
Love who you are and what you are and what you do. Laugh at yourself and at life and nothing can touch you.--Louise Hay
Due to Cody's debut in this world as an extreme preemie . . . more
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December 17, 2007 11:45 PM EST --
What? [My children's] father? Oh...he has been gone for many years. I think that probably, yes, probably he is dead. It is hard to know for sure, because... Have you not heard of The Disappeared? . . . more
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November 15, 2007 08:13 PM EST --
Normal: what the average person can accomplish with little or no effort. So why be normal?
--Bob Seay
I observed the man from the comfort of my lawn chair as I sat with . . . more
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August 27, 2007 10:22 PM EDT --
Cyclamen (for my son)
In the dream we’re dancing cheek to cheek.
I’ve got my arm looped awkwardly around his back
I’m looking into his owlish eyes,
Ruled by oversized specs.
His . . . more
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