Chasing Money… a neverending race but one to be grateful for

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Yesterday I…

Got up at 5.

Walked our foster dog.

Got kids ready for school.

Worked the required 8 hours. Continue reading

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Hills On The Path Aren’t As Steep As They Look… dealing with tragedy, chin up baby

me & my dad, summer 1974

Sometimes, out of the blue, it hits me again. My mind wanders back to those bitter days in May, when around me life was starting to bloom, but my soul was warning me of an impending death. Continue reading