We all wait in lines at cash registers all the time.
It is interesting to look around and see what people do to pass the time.
Some are people watchers.
Some may read a magazine that is in a rack nearby.

Other people talk to those around them.
Many, if not most, are on their phones.
They are either scrolling through social media or having a conversation.
No one just stands and waits any more.

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It was one of those lazy mornings.
Not lazy because there was nothing to do.
Lazy because what needed to be done was to be done in the afternoon.
There was no pressing reason to take an early shower and get dressed for the day.

Instead, I put on my walking clothes like I do every morning.
I tied my sneakers nice and tight.
I put on my sunglasses and grabbed my phone.
I set off for my three mile walk.

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I could hear the popcorn as it spilled in the theater.
I heard the sound of the large container as it fell on the floor.
I heard whispering and mumbling as the person who dropped the popcorn tried to catch it.
Their reflexes were not quick enough; the popcorn rolled down between the line of seats.

When the theater lights came on, it was obvious that more than one container of popcorn fell.
The floor felt sticky, where someone’s sugary drink spilled.
Candy wrappers were scattered here and there.
Styrofoam containers were sticking out of the trashcan.

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I am looking for a dress for my son’s wedding.
The wedding is in a few months, so I have time.
I have seen dresses I like as I look at my favorite stores online.
I have even ordered a few to try them on at home.

When my daughter got married two years ago, I found my dress online.
I saw it and knew it was the dress I wanted to wear.
It fit well but needed a few minor alterations.
I took it to the store, which does the alterations for you.

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This blog post is dedicated to my precious Old Friends:
Patti, Joan, Cathy, Sue, Julie, Andrea

I was remembering the street where I grew up.
I was thinking about my friends there and then listened to a new album.
A song on the album was about some of the very things I was thinking.
Needless to say, the song has been on repeat.

Why is is that we do not realize how special things really were until much later?
Why do we fail to see the significance of something in the present?
It seems to take moving away, growing up, and living a little before we understand.
Eventually, we understand.

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I remember hearing a statement many years ago.
Gifts are wasted on the young.
I bristled when I heard those words.
I did not agree with them.

The woman who said those words was talking about appreciation.
This woman felt that young people do not understand the gifts they have been given.
Young people, in her mind, think more of the here and now and not of the future.
Gifts that are not something they can enjoy now, tend to be dismissed.

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It was a morning of porch sitting.
A friend invited me over for a cup of tea and a morning on her front porch.
It was an easy invitation to accept.
There’s something about a front porch, a cup of tea, and a friend that just seems right.

My friend is a mother of eight children.
She has two sets of twins.
There are animals on the property, a beautiful vegetable garden, and quite a few out buildings.
The rooster made himself known all morning.

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This time of year is when many parents schedule appointments for their children.
With school over until August or September, mothers schedule dentist and doctor appointments.
My youngest daughter was no different.
She had a routine checkup scheduled.

I waited for her in the waiting room.
Our Doctor’s office is in the same building as an Urgent Care.
When you have an appointment with the doctor, you can pass through the other waiting room.
You can go right into the next room and go to another desk to check in.

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I always asked to hear the story of Hansel and Gretel when I was a little girl.
I still have the same book that my mother read to me.
That book, with yellowed pages, was read to my children.
I know exactly where the book is on the bookshelf.

Even though I asked for the story to be read, it scared me a little.
I would cuddle a little closer.
I would cringe at the parts that bothered me yet for some reason, I still wanted to hear it.
I liked to look at most of the pictures.

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It was the night of a special banquet.
This annual banquet supports our local crisis pregnancy center.
It is an amazing night to celebrate life.
It is an amazing night to remember the Giver of life and all His good gifts.

Even though I have been at the banquet before, this year was a bit different.
This year, my husband and I were invited to sit at our daughter’s table.
This daughter is expecting our first grandbaby.
This daughter is one the board members of this crisis pregnancy center.

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