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Duty: It’s Not Just a Calling for a Select Few

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
A friend’s son-in-law has been assigned a temporary “duty” of informing the widow (and family) when her military husband dies. It’s not a permanent assignment but I can imagine it feels like one. How does one prepare oneself to offer…

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The Ultimate Career — Home Making

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
Okay, before someone sends me a nasty email (or text) about this photo, let me explain why I chose it for the caption and subject of today’s post. It’s true. It is. From the beginning of time, creating a viable…

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Your Face Speaks Louder Than What You Say

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
“If your face is going to ‘talk‘ for you anyway, you might as well have it communicate something positive.” John Maxwell I love this photo! I love the young gal in this photo too (she’s a relative we don’t see…

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Just Be Glad You Have a Brain

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
Last week I did something I never did before…and afterward I wondered what sparked me to act as I did. Here’s how it went… I am working in my office (basement office) when my adult daughter screams, “Mom, come here!”…

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Sub vs. Counter – Cultural That Is…

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
Never forget that it takes only one person or one idea to change your life forever. Life’s Little Instructions Sunday morning I was reminded yet again of the Trinity. Nope, not the faith-based Trinity. Rather, the trinity many Americans live…

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Standing on the Shore Getting My Daily Therapy Session

Originally posted on Empty Nest, What's Next? Parenting Adult Children Without Losing Your Mind:
There’s something truly therapeutic about standing on a sandy beach while the waves rush in and out, in and out. Mesmerizing. I can stand (or sit) for long periods of time simply gazing out at the lake. For some reason,…