Every year my parents, siblings, myself & my children head over to the pumpkin patch to pick out pumpkins. Each year what we do with them after changes though. We have painted them, put stickers on them, got Mr. Potato Head like arms, legs, and face pieces etc. It's always been a family tradition. and my children and I looooooove traditions!! :)
I'm a mother of five and a proud grandma, sharing honest thoughts, heartfelt moments, and reflections from the beautiful, messy, and meaningful journey of everyday life. This is where I put feelings into words, one post at a time.
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Losing my Father
From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...

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From such a young age, I dreaded getting that phone call. I imagined how I react and tried to imagine the pain I'd feel. I played it ov...
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It's funny how life can take new meaning. As you get older, the things that once mattered, no longer do. You realize that going out to ...