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  • Rocks in His Pocket (part 1)

    This weekend, we drove by the apartment Ken lived in when I first met him, and reminisced about the day he was packing to move out. It had been my idea for him to move to the other side of town, so I was there helping him pack. Surprisingly, he suggested a mid-afternoon break. There was a pretty park...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 07-05-2010

  • Friend of Sinners

    Let’s face it. It’s way more fun to sin in the company of a good friend than by yourself. As guys often do, Cade struggles with using words he shouldn’t. I think he loves that tough feeling of saying something that is off limits. But his struggle always intensifies when he finds a friend who also loves...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 06-07-2010

  • The way it works.

    I had Cade with me at the greenhouse today, as I shopped for plants. It was really crowded, so at one point I parked my cart (with Cade in it) in the aisle and went down a row to check out the wave petunias. To make sure I could still hear him, Cade raised his voice a notch. He was saying, "So,...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 05-21-2010

  • My Christmas-Card-Only Friend

    We have a friend whose trajectory in life seems to always be on a steady incline which never dips. Some years ago, he criticized my husband and me because our plotline was, at that point, tanking. This was less than encouraging. It didn't make us feel good. We didn't like it. So, with no further...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 12-16-2009

  • My Last Child's First Day of Kindergarten

    As I walked home from the bus stop with my big kindergartener, I asked rapid-fire questions: Was it fun? Who do you sit by? What did Mr. Neff say? Did you raise your hand? Who did you play with? Where did you sit on the bus? When my appetite for first-day-information subsided a bit, I told him one thing...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 09-08-2009

  • God's Holding Her Hand

    Someone sent me a facebook message with this seventeen-year-old girl's picture and a plea to pray. So I did. I prayed for Carley, who must've been shocked to learn, just days ago, that the numbness in her fingers wasn't from a softball injury. Rather, her top rib had been cutting off blood...
    Posted to Tiny Paragraphs (Weblog) by Shannon on 08-30-2009
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