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Deso-Saken

Posted: 3rd August 2010 by jenni in Childhood, Faith, Family, Life Experience, Marriage, Motherhood

This past weekend, Brian and I had the privilege of going back to La Grande and celebrating his Grandpa Bob’s 89th birthday. Here’s a picture of Morgan Lake & the Grande Ronde Valley taken right above where his parents house. Just about everyone was there. All his kids, most of his grandkids and great-grandkids. We [...]

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for·give  [fer-giv] –verb (used with object) 1. to grant pardon for or remission of (an offense, debt, etc.); absolve. 2. to give up all claim on account of; remit (a debt, obligation, etc.). 3. to grant pardon to (a person). 4. to cease to feel resentment against: to forgive one’s enemies. 5. to cancel an [...]

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As a small child, I remember my WORDS were my source of survival. It didn’t matter if I told the truth or not… if my mother came home in a bad mood, and the surroundings weren’t exactly to her liking, you’d have to brace yourself. Most of the time, we braced ourselves emotionally… because my mother’s [...]

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Many have the most amazing relationships with their siblings. (Me, Helen & Renee on my Mom’s Porch Swing) I do… with one of them.  Helen and I have always gotten along and have never fought.  It may be that she’s 6 years younger than me and her personality is pretty rad.  I mean… she really [...]

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Sarah Jean (yes… that’s her first name. do not separate or she will kill you) and I have been friends since 6th grade. No… correction.  We’ve known each other since 6th grade.  And though we cheered together (SJ & I are at the top right in the photo above sandwiching Marcus, my stunt partner), spent [...]

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“I Wish I Were You”

Posted: 12th October 2009 by jenni in Chance, Childhood, Family, Motherhood
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That’s what Chance said to me today. These are the conversations my four-year-old son and I have when we are in the car.  I’m driving him to school and he says to me: “Mommy… I wish I were you!” This caught me off guard.  Who in the world would wish THIS on themselves? I’m a [...]

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