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Christmas was always a very special time of the year around our house as I was growing up. Christmas was my mom’s favorite holiday and…
When my husband and I first got married, we lived for about six months in his apartment in the city. It was my first time…
It all started in November of 2001. I didn’t know then that a fundraising event with the local 4-H group would lead to meeting my…
Many different things come to mind when I think of childhood memories from Christmas time. There are stories about waking up early to see if…
For as long as I can remember, my mom would do sewing alterations for family and friends. She had a small sewing room that would…
I started dating my husband about 22 years ago. He was 22 and I was 25 at the time. I will never forget the first…
Growing up, Mom always wanted us to participate with our local 4-H group and take animals to the county fair. If you have never experienced…
Growing up, my Grandma Rose lived across the road from me. Some of my fondest memories of Grandma was from spending time at her house…
When I was in elementary/middle school, my family decided that the younger cousins didn’t see enough of each other. We had a large group of…
Lately, I’m feeling old. I’m not the young mom with the little babies anymore. While I’m happy about that, (emphatically happy, vigorously happy, beyond ecstatic…