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Four Keys to Happiness
Each human being strives to be happy. Only our needs for survival and safety are stronger. Since most of us able to receive this article have sufficient food, clothing, and shelter, it’s safe to say that we’re spending much of our time and energy...
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1-800 I'm calling Heaven to talk to Mother
How do we face a day set aside for Mothers when the woman who brought us into this world has been taken from this world. Ask those who have already been down this road and they will tell you that it is a very lonely time. For those of you that...
Muscle Pain And Children Do Not Mix
I am in pain. I've been in pain all day. Last night, I was in "searing pain", which is pain multiplied by pain, divided by relief, then multiplied by pain to the tenth power. In case you are not a math whiz, that equals pain with 33 zeros...
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Let Kissing Liven Up Your Meetings (and More Kissing Tips)
Every now and then a quarrel breaks out down at the barber shop, lines are drawn, challenges leveled and, with any luck, somebody walks out with very few blood stains. All over a seemingly innocent discussion: What is the greatest sport ever? ...
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Scrapbooking a Lifetime of Memories
Scrapbooking is a popular hobby these days. There are books, magazines, websites, companies, and meeting groups dedicated to preserving our photo memories in a personally meaningful way. I have a dear friend who creates scrapbooks that are truly works of art; people actually pay her to make scrapbooks for them. My scrapbooks will never reach that level of sophistication, consisting only of photos attached to colored paper and simple captions. Nevertheless, I hope that my children will someday appreciate the books I have made for them. Each boy has his own book so that when they grow up and leave the nest, they can take a piece of their past with them. In their books are all the pictures you would expect to find: birthdays, Christmas, trips that we have taken, as well as some photos of everyday occurrences. All the individuals who have played a role in their young lives are labeled by name so that thirty years from now they won't have to come back and ask me who these people are.
Yet, despite my attempts at thoroughness, I can't help but feel that the most precious memories are the ones that don't fit neatly into a scrapbook. There are so many moments that haven't been preserved on film, times that the
presence of a camera would destroy. Playing hide-and-seek in the backyard, curling up with my boys reading their favorite stories over and over, running around the bases at the park, and the quiet times at night when my husband and I get them ready for bed are some of my cherished moments that are captured only in my heart. I wish that there were some way of holding on to those memories and passing them along to my sons, but I have to trust that they are making their own. Although they may not consciously remember these joyful times, I hope that the feelings of love and happiness will be permanently imprinted in them for them to one day share with their own children. Then, their scrapbooks will be complete.
Patrice Fagnant-MacArthur is editor of The Spiritual Woman Newsletter (http://www.spiritualwoman.net) and author of "Letters to Mary from a Young Mother" (iUniverse, 2004). She has a Masters Degree in Applied Theology from Elms College.
About the Author
Patrice Fagnant-MacArthur is editor of The Spiritual Woman Newsletter (http://www.spiritualwoman.net) and author of "Letters to Mary from a Young Mother" (iUniverse, 2004). She has a Masters Degree in Applied Theology from Elms College.
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