MichiganWriting

Small Town Breezes

Childhood memories are some of the most precious things the mind holds.  My adult years seem to blanket them little by little and they become harder to trace beneath the current chaos.   In the year 2008, as I was amidst the busy of finalizing fall plans and beginning the downward slide of year end activities…

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A Love Story

My brother-in-law gets the credit for matching us up, but I know the story began long before he said to Kris, “You should meet Becky’s sister.” A long, long, time ago there were a couple of mothers who prayed for their children to find godly spouses. On two very different peninsula states, one in Michigan…

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How I Got Here

I grew up in a small town in Michigan. Small town as in, one blinker light, a public school with all the kids from Kindergarten through 12th grade in the same building, and a little downtown where folks gathered at the little restaurant my parents owned and ran, for coffee and homemade cinnamon rolls. My…