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November 2012

One Holiday at a Time

Last night my five daughters and I went to the grocery store together to conquer the Thanksgiving shopping.  Usually it is just my oldest daughter, Bethany, and me,  but the mission has outgrown us--it took all the girls and Mom Dot, too.  I think a new tradition was born. 

My son, Matthew, a Plebe at West Point, just texted me that he was on the bus.  I love the thought of him taking the seven hour bus trip to join us for Thanksgiving, especially since he will be seeing our Virginia home for the first time.


I follow those whom I admire on Twitter, and Anne Graham Lotz is one such individual.  Yes, she is the reverend's daughter, but an impressive Bible teacher apart from her famous father. (
Today she tweeted a blog on Thanks-living.  It struck a chord with me.  It challenged me, dared me, compelled me to operate out of gratitudeeveryday.   I am finding that when I let gratitude be my guide, I cannot complain about, well, anything.

Meet Mom Dot

There are two kinds of grandparents, someone said, the lonely and the tired. 

Meet Mom Dot, who turns 86 today, and is part of the latter group.  

Captain Fun and I married when we were just 20 and 21, and Mom Dot gave me her stamp of approval right from the start.  I had had my eye on him for over a year, in fact, and it was at her suggestion that he finally called and asked me out.  I owe her for that one. 

I remember when we found out we were expecting our first child just a few months after we were married.
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