Eyes to See

When I got sick, the dog got sick as well and the car had to go in the shop. All this was happening the day before we were scheduled to leave for Seattle. I began to wonder if the rare Thanksgiving trip we’d planned was actually meant to be. Before my head hit the pillow I double checked my alarm that was armed to go off in a few hours. I was simultaneously relieved and exhausted. It would all be worth it for the boys to visit with family we

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Win While You Play

It was the first morning of the 5A State Championships and I was getting the Starbuck’s I’d need. With all my Team Mom duties taken care of I had only a few minutes to myself before play would begin. Standing in the line to order my first thought was to thank God for all that had gone well so far. It’s a short but intense season when high school tennis starts so by the time you get to State you’re simultaneously thrilled and exhausted. After offering my praises for all

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MRI’d

It would be nice to have a glamorous explanation for my knee problem. When the doctor looked at the x-ray and asked me how I’d injured it I didn’t have an answer. “You’ve hurt your knee do you remember when? Nothing comes to mind other than maybe cheerleading,” I said wincing. The pain from all his poking and prodding was beginning to overshadow my bruised ego. Jumping off the top of a human pyramid under the goal post now felt like a stupid way to climb the social ladder in

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A Best Friend for Eric

I have a new penny friend whose name is Eric and boy is he a cutie!  With curly hair, big brown eyes, and a smile from ear to ear he’s hard to resist.  He loves animals, has a fantastic imagination, and makes things – cool things just like my son Chase.  In fact, in more ways than one he reminds me of Chase.  Beyond all their similar interests Eric and Chase are not just both artistic but autistic as well.  In my book, that makes Eric a kid I already

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Paradigms and Pair-A-Dimes

A parent’s life involves a lot of waiting. After eighteen years on the job you’d think I would have a great deal of patience, but I don’t. When my boys were little and going to three different kinds of therapies each, to address issues associated with autism, I spent hours in waiting rooms. After several years I felt like a professional “wait” lifter. I could bench press a stack of “waits” three appointments deep. I grew to be a lean, mean, waiting machine. Like any workout routine it got old,

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Nine Ten Eleven

We were leaving the store when Chase caught up to me in the parking lot and exclaimed, “Mom you walked right by this one!” and handed me a penny.  “Oh wow, I must really be tired” I explained.  With his trademark smile Chase put his hand on my back and said, “It’s okay Mom, you probably have a lot on your mind.”  Indeed I do I thought.  If only my concerns for the rest of the day were as simple as his.  In my defense I’d already found a dime

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Crime Time

The upside to getting emails on your cell phone is that while you’re waiting for something, like your turn in line, you can stay caught up with your mail.  The downside is that you can wind up spoiling your wait time.  That happened for me last week in conjunction with a penny find. I’d stopped at Starbucks in the face of a long afternoon feeling the need for more caffeine.  While waiting for my turn at the counter I saw an email from my Dad come in that I thought

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Leaving the Nest

Sometimes when I find a penny I feel like it’s for someone else not me.  Twice this week that was the case and with each one I wanted to give it to the other mother involved rather than keep it.  It’s back-to-school season and what I know from experience is that the sight of school supplies and backpacks can be bittersweet for moms.  On one end of the spectrum you have nervous moms sending their little ones off to kindergarten and on the other moms waking up to an empty

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Read the Manual!

Often my most memorable penny finds for the week serve as punctuation marks in a conversation I’m having with myself, someone else, or God.  They’re the period at the end of a sentence, the dot below a question mark, or my favorite – the dot below a dash that makes an exclamation point!  That was the case with my most notable find last week. I left the house early Friday morning to take my car into the dealer.  I hadn’t had any coffee because I’d offered to buy Starbucks for

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Bulletproof

My most interesting penny find this week came on a prayer walk I went on after reading the news about a fatal shooting here in town two days before.  I’d inadvertently driven by the scene of the crime while the police were investigating so I was curious about what had happened.  The yellow tape, flashing lights, and startled bystanders was a bit frightening but I’d assumed it was a robbery not a homicide.  I was wrong.  When I left the house to walk I was sorry I’d read the story. 

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