I’m really not going to write post after post about all the events of the last few weeks. Really. But there’s just a lot of treasure that was scattered there among the shipwreck that was supposed to be our holidays. So much treasure. And I feel compelled to bring it up from the murky depths of a sea of sadness…
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That’s my precious daddy up there in that photo, tending to his tomatoes a couple of summers ago. I love that picture. For those of you who follow my blog, Facebook, etc., you’re probably already aware that my dad passed after a brief but mighty battle after having received two medications that are not supposed to be co-prescribed. And yet…
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To our friends close, far, blog…blessings and love during this holiday season.
My daddy, Bob Lyles, fought the good fight, finished the race, kept the faith. He passed on December 18th, 2013. Thank you for all your prayers, good wishes, thoughts, calls, texts, emails. The Old Lion has gone home to his reward. I will be forever grateful to be the daughter of a man who knew how to grow the best…
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Dance. I have birthed dancers. Yes I have. All the kids have taken dance through the years and one has actually ended up being a professional dancer and teacher. Last year, Mike and I sat through what I think was our 18th year of dance recitals. So, yes, I birth dancers. But I cannot dance. Seriously. At all. I mean,…
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