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Outside my window…is the dark of night and the chirp of crickets.

I am thinking…how amazingly fast the last 18 years have gone.

I am thankful...that the Lord allowed me to adopt such a wonderful daughter.

From the kitchen...was pork chops, mashed potatoes, green beans, and crescent rolls.



I am wearing...His peace.

I am remembering...how small and helpless Phebe looked the first time I laid eyes on her.


I am going...to celebrate my daughter turning 18.


I am reading…Please Stop Laughing at Me... by Jodee Blanco, and hopefully doing a book review soon.


I am praying…for healing.


On my mind…is the feeling of dread as I realize I must teach my sweet daughter how to read and write again. I already taught her 12 years ago, but we must plunge forward and do it again.


I am hearing...the swirl of the fan, my hubby taking a shower, and my bed calling my name.


Around the house...are gifts hidden away for Phebe. :o)


Noticing that….I need to get things done now. I am recalling things I said I was going to do when I adopted Phebe, and here we are 18 years later. Wow!


Pondering these words…Ma…ma…ma….mom wh….wh…wh…wha…wha…what’s th…th…th…this…l…l…le…le…le…let…letter?


One of my favorite things...is hearing Phebe laugh.

A picture thought…my baby girl.



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