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Karen Spruill

writes from Orlando, Florida.

Blinded by Grief

While we were taking our morning walk, my husband and I had a “misunderstanding.” I wondered if the sour feeling would lessen our ability to …

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The Pretender

Yesterday I started getting messages from my Facebook friends about someone using my name to ask for Friends. This isn’t the first time some impostor …

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Grief and Joy

Several years ago, two weeks in a row, we received phone calls to tell us that someone had died. My husband lost a first cousin, …

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Life’s Little Drips

I am displeased–oh, phooey, I am ticked off. I left my aging dog for a grooming appointment at 10:30 this morning and six and one-half …

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Beautiful Weeds

I encourage my husband to take photos of weeds. He usually carries his camera on our weekend dog walks. At the peril of lengthy pauses, …

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I Walk the Line

I believe that gardening was inserted into human DNA from the beginning. It all started long ago in a beautiful garden that God created (Genesis1-3). …

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Playground Mentoring

One morning I met a young mother in the playground at our community park. Her three-year-old daughter and my two-year-old grandson had discovered each other …

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Surprise Email

I was sorting through the emails on my computer. Curious, I opened a message from a man’s name I didn’t recognize. He had sent a …

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Caring Til It Hurts

Do you ever read or watch social media and get overwhelmed by bad news? Late last week I happened to find two friends facing surgery, …

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Alpha and Omega

I enjoy seeing a need and starting a group or service for that. I am a pretty great starter. Yet I am coming to the …

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