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Bittersweet Memories

photo credit: Kennedale Historical Society

I was at work today, minding my own business, when the secretary started playing The Judds in the front office. Immediately, I began getting flashbacks of growing up in Texas.

The Judds was the first concert I ever attended. I must have been in first or second grade. I remember being so far away from the stage that we had to use binoculars to see anything! It was a time that I will never forget. Wynonna was standing in one place, playing the guitar while her mother, Naomi, danced around the stage singing. To my young mind, Naomi must have been the daughter since she was dancing around. My mother just laughed at my confusion.

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Hollow Halls

It’s 8:30 a.m. on Monday morning. I am sitting at my desk in the school nurse’s office, checking my work email, and finishing my green tumbler of tea from home.

Normally, I would unlock the cupboards and grab the medication binder used to track when students come for their meds, but I won’t be needing that today. Next, I would check my mini fridge’s freezer to make sure I have a stock of ice packs ready to go before recess; I won’t be needing those today either.

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Silence is Golden

Saturdays are pretty busy for me. Since I work Monday through Friday and go to church most of the day on Sunday, Saturdays are for cleaning and errands. This past Saturday, my two youngest kids got some time away from home for five hours.

Almost as soon as they left our apartment, I noticed something profound. It was quiet–very quiet. Instead of going about my to-do-list, I just sat and soaked up the silence.

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