Author: Meg Elizabeth
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The Flashcards
The morning drop off. There is not a cup of coffee in the world strong enough to guarantee that my nerves aren’t at least mildly fried by the time I kiss my sweethearts good-bye for the day at 8:45am. The last minute rush, even though my two girls have been awake for an hour and…
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The Iced Cube Tray and The Lemon Seed
When I fear there is no way and no room, God squeezes encouragement into the treasured places of my heart. Boy do I love to shop in bulk. Less trips to the store equals fewer times that I’m required to take two children with me that think they need everything that can be given a bar…
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The Lines
I cut the lawn the other day. Not a huge event, I realize. With both of my kids in school all day for the first time, I fully admit I’ve been on the edge of a full-scale meltdown since they skipped happily down the hallway together that first day. Knowing myself well and prepared for…
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The Squirrel
If you know me at all, you know I do not understand God’s purpose for squirrels. Just don’t. I don’t think they’re cute, I don’t get sad when one loses a race across the road with a car, and I don’t find joy in feeding them. The feeling is mutual. I’ve been chased out of…
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The Achilles Heal
This morning, I made breakfast and lunches to the sound of a unicorn galloping throughout the house. I can’t make this stuff up. With sound effects, she made laps around the first floor for a good hour… in full character. She stopped only to hug Daddy goodbye as he left for work, and to eat…
Sunny&80 