While I took what was supposed to be a short vacation in Atlanta last week, a little storm made its way through the North East. While I was frolicking in the daffodils and warm weather south of the Mason-Dixon line, my dear church members were digging through inches and inches of snow. Danielson, where Westfield proudly stands,...
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I’ve been out and about recently exploring this beautiful area. And when I say beautiful, I mean it. It started when I finally got back on the WeightWatcher’s wagon (nearly 14 lbs. down, thank you!) and realized that I was severely lacking in the exercise department. A couple of weekends ago, my fun travel buddy...
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A couple of weeks ago, while my dear G. was visiting, he and I were eating a late supper. In the middle of our meal, we noticed a police car pull into the driveway across the street from my house. A moment later, one pulled into mine. We met the officer at the door, invited him in, and listened to him tell us that there had been two...
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Friends, the snow has begun again. And this time, it’s just beautiful. It was beautiful a couple of nights ago, but I must say its all the more enchanting because I am watching it snow from inside my warm home accompanied by my cat and G. When it first started snowing, we tried to stay calm. But soon, our...
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You might not realize this, but for a Southerner snow is magic. It’s beautiful, quiet, clean. It’s also terrifying. Two nights ago, I was headed to the airport to pick up G. It was dark early–something I’ve learned is just part of Northern winters. Tangent: After the time change, my colleagues, knowing...
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