Tag: Miracles
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The Mom Battle I Can’t Fight
I’ve been fighting in the “War of Motherhood” for almost 12 years now. My thoughts??? Well, it’s pretty stinkin’ hard, often times embarrassing, and *always* incredibly exhausting. Oh, but I fight hard. I really do. I want to be the mom who has those middle-of-the-night, heart-to-heart chats with her struggling tween, and sometimes I am. I also want to…
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A Vegas Miracle
Several years ago, our son Travis transferred from working with Transportation Security Administration at the Springfield-Branson National Airport in Missouri to Durango, Colorado. From there, he found a better position with TSA in Las Vegas. Or so he thought. words + photographs SARAH TYLER It wasn’t long until we began receiving help calls from him…
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Miracle On Cherokee Street
I received my only pairs of legwarmers, one pink and one purple, from my sister Pam. She had been so excited to give them to me; she couldn’t wait until Christmas. Routinely, before we fell asleep in her bed, we would eat candy bars, Butterfingers and Skors. I was the first to know her baby…
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