family
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At my age… the ripe old age of 67, my parents were retired. My Daddy from his Chiropractic Practice, My Mom from her shop, and her varied interests. They had retired from our hometown and built their house on Saint Simos Island. They had planned it and enjoyed the building, decorating, and living there. My…
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Rambling Thoughts Inspired by a Meme and the Shadows of Memory and Imagination… There’s something about Sundays that makes the mind wander. Maybe it’s the quiet here on My Acres, maybe it’s the slower pace that I grew up knowing on this day of the week. Yesterday, my thoughts drifted as I moved through familiar…
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Deep and Sad Thoughts on Milestones, Identity, and Belonging…. Fifty years have passed since I walked through the halls of my high school, Griffin High School, good old GHS, surrounded by faces that were once so familiar, so foundational to my early experiences of the world. This year marks the milestone of my 50th graduation…
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Rambling on about How Time Has Changed the Rituals That Shaped Me… Family traditions are the threads that weave together the tapestry of our lives—sometimes smooth, sometimes tangled, always meaningful. When I think about traditions and how they have aged, I can’t help but hear Hank Williams Jr.’s voice echoing the sentiment in his song…
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Rambling on about the Positivity of Love in My Life… Love is such a powerful feeling, and it’s amazing how its presence can transform ordinary moments into something deeply meaningful. When I reflect on where I feel the positivity of love in my life, a flood of places, people, and experiences comes to mind, each…
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Rambling Thoughts from the Perspective of 67 Years….. Living a long life, once universally celebrated, seems to come with as much complexity as it does promise. At 67, surrounded by friends and relatives who have also reached their 60s and 70s, I find myself pondering whether longevity really is the straightforward blessing it’s often made…
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A Nostalgic Journey Through the Cars That Defined My Life… From my earliest memories, cars have been more than just a means of transportation; they have been personal statements, companions on the road of life, and symbols of the eras I’ve lived through. My journey behind the wheel began in a Cadillac—a car that was,…
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Rambling on about Searching for the Christmas Spirit… ‘Twas the day before the day before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except for me, restlessly searching for the elusive Christmas spirit. This year has unfolded like no other, filled with headaches and surreal happenings that have made simple joys hard…
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Rambling on about the struggle in seeking the Christmas Spirit Amidst Uncertainty…. The holiday season is often portrayed as a time of unbridled joy, warmth, and togetherness. Streets sparkle with lights, holiday tunes drift through every store, and social media is filled with images of laughter and happiness. Yet, for many of us, this picture-perfect…
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Rambling on about Personal Thoughts on Family, Society, and the Search for Fulfillment As I sit with my thoughts as the close of another year comes, the urge to look back and take stock of my life is not without surprise and awe. This annual ritual has always been a moment to measure growth, loss,…
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