Crying over Fried Chicken {and other related thoughts}

As much as I want to deny this, I feel the enormity of this very human need to leave a “legacy”. I often look at my life and wonder what legacy am I leaving if there is no child that shares my family name, parented by Randy and me.

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The {Joy} of Prayer

For all my of my short little life, I have known my dad to eat one of two things for breakfast; Raisin Brand or plain oatmeal with raisins (ehhh…maybe for a little spice he does brown sugar and cinnamon). Every morning. With a little glass of orange juice and probably some minerals and vitamins. And…

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