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A Sad, Fun Weekend
We moved my mom out of her house this weekend, which was kind of sad. But it was made infinitely less sad by the presence of my sister and her family. Ginny and…
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Good Job, Katie Girl
I’ve been thinking about my dad a lot recently. I think about him all the time anyway, but lately it has been more than normal. My mom is selling her house. In fact,…
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From the Mouth of Babes
For Gracie’s birthday, my mom gave Gracie her first real set of golf clubs. She has given golf clubs to each of the “baby grands,” as she calls them, when they were old…
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Christmas Recap – Part 3
We finally made it home… well, almost. After a week of traveling, we made it within an hour of home. We stopped to spend a few days with my sister, Ginny, her husband,…
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Fighting the Sadness
We had a jumpin’ weekend here in the MC household. My mom came down Friday night and stayed with the kids while Chris and I got gussied up and had a nice date…
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The Memory of a Drain Strainer
Tonight, I was doing the dishes after the kids were in bed. They were sleeping, Chris was working late, and the house was quiet. As it often does in times like these, my…
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Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy
Our goal for this weekend was to not be sad. I think we pretty much nailed it. My sister, John Michael, and Baby Tut Tut came down for the weekend to celebrate Tut…
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Sweet Talking. Heartbreaking.
I haven’t posted in a while about my dad. There have been lots of reasons for that. Mostly, it’s because I don’t really like talking about it that often. I still talk to…
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Remembering His Laughter
Sometimes at night, after the kids and dogs are asleep and the house is finally quiet, I’ll close my eyes, concentrate really hard, and try to remember my dad’s voice. I’ll try to…
