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I could hear cadence being sung near the parking lot at Ft. Sill’s Reynolds Army Community Hospital in Lawton, OK. My husband was in the Marine Corps at the time, but he was assigned to an Army base for training. I was in labor with our first child and like many first time mothers; I arrived at the hospital in early…
Posted on April 24, 2013 at 7:39am 0 Comments 1 Like
I have been parking by a small tree in the parking lot at my office all winter, waiting and watching for the first signs of new spring life. Finally, finally that little tree budded and I felt like it was a call for celebration, so I went out and bought a pack of gum on my lunch hour. Hey, a girl has to live every now and then! I love my job, but being in an office day in and day out, often has me longing for the sunshine, the smell of freshly mown grass, a piña colada by the poolside. I…
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The phone call came through as I stood in my father’s kitchen, “Hello..you want to speak to who?,” as father handed me the telephone with a quizzical look, “He says it’s a message for you.” While the caller still remains unidentified by name, he told me he was a…
Posted on March 26, 2013 at 8:06am 1 Comment 1 Like
We all know what it means to wait. We wait in line at the checkout counter, in heavy traffic, and for the mailman. We wait for birthdays, our first job, and our first child. When I was a little girl I really learned how to wait by waiting for Christmas. I spent the week before the holiday combing the house trying to find evidence of wrapping paper that gave a clue as to what packages might be placed under the tree. When the day before Christmas finally arrived, I could hardly…
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