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My Resting Place

I have always loved falling asleep to the sound of a heartbeat.  The consistent rhythm sounded like comfort and reassurance and security to me.  It’s still my favorite “white noise” to drift off to dreamland in. This is a picture of me on my...

A Trip Down Memory Lane

I was challenged by a friend to find a high school picture and post it on my “Who I Am” page.  In the digging I came across a book that I put together in 1983 to give to Mark to show him a little history of who I was growing up.  It was crazy to look at...

Cinderella

Once a Cinderella Alone and dressed in rags Longing for her prince to come And carry her away To a magic kingdom Where wishes all come true Where she would be the prince’s bride And everything is new Oh please one day, she’d say… Life went on around...

My Sweet Girl

Janay is heading to Cambodia in the fall to work with trafficked girls and women who are being sold into prostitution.  These girls can be as young as five years old.  Check out her blog to get more info:  www.janayjarvis.blogspot.com.  Read some of the the things she...

A Picture Of Love

This is probably one of my very favorite pictures of Blake.  And not just because he is rockin’ a mean bowl cut and has the greatest dimples on the planet.  It’s because his heart is all over his face as he holds his screaming baby brother.  His big...

Fear

Fear, you have no hold on me I’ve wrestled from your grip Perfect love has cast you out My heart you cannot rip Your darkness has no power here Your pit is not my threat Though you point and mock and scream My tears are all you’ll get From the outside, you...