It was Election Day.
Schools were closed, since many of the buildings are also polling places.
My husband was away on business.
He had voted by absentee ballot.

I went to the polling place around lunchtime.
I brought a sample ballot with me.
I also had some other papers to review in the voting booth.
In our little town, there is usually no waiting in line.

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Many years ago, I was told a bit of wisdom that I have never forgotten.
The wise words were said by an older woman.
I gleaned so much from her.
She had such a wonderful way of explaining things.

It was about the time of the women’s retreat.
I was not able to go, since I had just had a baby.
Many women were going to the retreat.
This wise, older woman gave us all a bit of advice.

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My daughter planned some one on one time with her dad.
The two of them were going to kayak on a nearby lake.
My little granddaughter would spend the morning with Grandma.
The weather had other ideas.

Heavy rain fell in the morning.
The two kayakers were watching the weather.
Suddenly, it seemed to clear.
My husband began to get everything ready.

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My youngest son was in middle school when he made the request.
He wanted to get a new basketball pole for the driveway.
We had a basketball pole but a sturdier one was in order.
There were many boys in the neighborhood during those years.

Our house was the house for board games and basketball.
A house across the street was the house for football.
It was a reasonable request.
My husband had a proposition.

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You cannot take the athlete out of my oldest daughter.
I remember when she was in first grade and came home with the permission slip.
She took it out of her folder.
She handed it to me.

I want to play T-ball, she said quite sure of herself.
Since she was our oldest, signing my children up for sports was new to me.
I was always the professional spectator when it came to sports.
Any ability or love of sports my daughter had, she did not get from me.

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I had to stop at the post office.
I love my little post office.
It is a place where everyone knows your name.
The post office closes for lunch between 12:00 and 2:00 every day.

I have had to wait until after lunch to bring my package on many days.
A busy morning often prevented me from getting there before noon.
I would run my errands around town and stop at the post office on the way home.
Ideally, stopping at the post office in the morning is best.

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I was remembering German class.
Not my high school German class but rather my college German class.
I have no idea why I decided to take German again in college.
I had tested out of the language requirement; however, I thought it would be interesting.

I was immersed in the language and the culture.
Immersed as much as I could be living in this country and not that one.
My German professor was herself, German.
She spoke with a lovely accent.

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I missed the phone call when it came.
I did not listen to the voicemail until later.
It was a friend with whom I do not talk to routinely.
It was a friend with whom I enjoy catching up.

There was something in her voice.
I wondered if this call was more than just a catch up call.
I was heading out and decided that I would call her while I was driving.
I assured her at the outset that I was hands free.

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I saw the photograph when she posted it on Facebook.
I immediately loved the photo.
I actually commented on it.
I wanted the photographer to know how much I appreciated her work.

The photographer goes to my church.
She has a full time job as the Director of Technology and Media at a local Christian school.
Photography is her passion.
Photographing nature is what she loves to do best.

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You know the feeling.
You come to the end of a book.
You have invested time and emotion into the story.
You have reached the last page.

It is a bittersweet moment.
The characters become a part of you.
You savor every nuance of the story.
Turning the last page is the end of something and the beginning of something else.

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