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Choosing Kindness in a Cruel World
Seeing his arm, waving like a windshield wiper out of his enormous truck, woke me from my buoyant reverie.I was singing along to “Beautiful” by MercyMe, my daughter by my side, and admiring the bright sun, fall colors, and cornflower blue sky when we slowed to make a left.There was unending traffic coming from the other direction so as I waited to turn, I looked into my rearview mirror and noticed several cars backing up behind me. That’s when I spotted the truck driver with an infuriated face, making sure I saw his middle finger pointed high in the air, loud and proud.
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She looked breathtaking in her wedding dress.
When her nine bridesmaids danced through the bedroom door to get a first glimpse, many of their eyes filled with tears. They were happy for her and overcome with joy to see their dear friend wearing the gown she'd soon be married in.
Hosting the entire wedding party for the three previous days was exhilarating. What I had anticipated to be an exhausting week turned out to be life-giving and energizing.
our bodies, our vehicles
I drove my daughter to school today in our well-used, ocean mist Honda Odyssey van. It's rusted in a few spots; dented in the rear from our sons' driver education days; and smelly from transporting dogs and athletes, wet snow boots, skis, bathing suits, and God knows what else. That old van is worn out but reliable. Rusty but sturdy. Beat up but because I'm nostalgic, dare I say beautiful.
the affair
I'm having an affair. I should feel very, very guilty ... but I don't. He's a married father of three. I'm also married with three children. I happen to know his children very well. In fact, I've known his wife my whole life. I am her, she is me. I'm having an affair with my husband.
just go to bed angry
Craig and I locked hands during the ceremony.
We were touched to see Brett and Collin serve as ushers, and Brett escort Craig's sister, the mother of the bride, down the aisle to her seat.
Marina soaked in every second and loved seeing her cousin appear with her adoring dad, our brother-in-law, by her side. He was an attendant at our wedding twenty-six short years ago.