Broken Beauty


My family and I love to go to the beach.  We have particularly fallen in love with the beaches in Sanibel and Captiva Island in Florida.  My littlest is a shelling machine and this past December, as we strolled along the beach with our buckets and shovels in hand, it looked as though the gulf literally dumped seashells by the bucket full up and down the beach as far as we could see.  In some areas, we stood in shells that went over my ankles!  My daughter giddy with excitement to share her love of shelling with me and me to spend some one-on-one time with her, we set our sights on finding our shells.  I was in awe of the plethora of shells before us and it didn’t take long to notice that the shells we typically saw were not in the majority and the ones we had desperately sought before were there on display in large numbers and colors.

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Lesson 4 with Bob Bender: Laughter is Key to Healing


I was just a little over a week post-op and had plans to go to a women’s retreat in Branson, MO and then a scheduled “mommy’s break” with my mommy friends a few days after arriving back from Branson.  In my right mind, I knew I should have postponed both trips sending my friends on without me. At the pleading of my husband, I reluctantly went.

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