52 Real Women

A New Move… And, A Great Escape?

A New Move… And, A Great Escape? Are you running away from your problems or toward improvement? Packing.  It’s the dreaded word that every woman loathes to hear.  The excitement of a new move is overshadowed by the never-ending checklists, boxes, and bubble wrap.  We tend to become deaf to the world around us, and…

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25 Years = Silver

25 Years = Silver I would love to tell you that it has been 25 years of wedded bliss or that my husband is the most loving man I know. I could say that our marriage is perfect, we never fight and we are best friends. However, it’s just not the case. Marriage is hard…

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We Each Have One – A Mother!

We Each Have One Mothers…not about being a mother, but about OUR mothers. I am not a mother and I lost mine when I was 25 years old. I miss her every day. My parents gave me and my brothers a wonderful childhood, probably to the point of spoiling me, since I am the youngest…

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How Do You DO It?

How Do You DO It? As soon as a new acquaintance finds out that I have six children between the ages of 7-12, the very next words out of her mouth are “How do you DO it?”. Usually followed by some sort of commentary that she “only” has 2 (or 1 or 3) kids, and…

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Christmas – A Season of Joy

A Season of Joy! I love Christmas! It is the season when everyone is friendly, happy and ready to give. My daughters and I love to sit and drink hot cocoa while watching our favorite Christmas movies. Everyone around us is excited and in a hurry to get everything done on time. I was able…

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Which to Choose?

Which to Choose? My shoes are more than just accessories in my closet, accents for my feet or eye candy for date nights with my husband. They all serve a function. Some give me boost when extra inches are required. Others keep me grounded. More protect from harsh conditions and jerks. Then, there are my…

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Breaking Point

Breaking Point Growing up, I was often the subject of teasing. I had red hair, freckles, and my maiden name was “Pigeon”. Yes, just like the bird. I was a “sitting duck”. My mom told me to ignore them. But sometimes I got tired of turning the other cheek. In high school, there was a…

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To Give or To Judge?

To Give or To Judge? Do you give with judgment or with a cheerful heart?  What I need to remember is that everyone has a story and many times others were not raised to know how to fend for themselves or may be struggling with mental illness or other hardships.  Some are just going through…

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Nature or Nuture?

Nature or Nurture Genes, heredity, inherited traits are real. Of course, we have learned this science through the years.  We agree that genetics works, when we get a glimpse of ourselves in the mirror and see our mom’s face and when we see an expression in our child’s smile, we recognize our husband’s similar trait.…

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Conference Time!

Conference Time! Recently I went to Parent/Teacher conferences at my daughter’s high school. During conferences we are able to speak to the people that interact and influence our children when they are not with us during the day, hear about how they are doing and where they might need support. As I stood in line…

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