Category Archives: nostalgia

match madness

I was a little slow in catching on to what Leo was saying to the group of mothers and babies gathered at the Missions Ministries team center. Oh that I had studied harder in high school Spanish class! But here … Continue reading

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a tenth home for the holidays

It’s hard to assimilate this year’s Thanksgiving build. Going into it I thought, as I often do, I’d go light this year on the pictures, then pick a few favorites to report here. After all, you who follow this blog … Continue reading

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anniversary photoshoot

For fun, Mauri and I scheduled a photoshoot with our professional-photographer Macys, John and Erin, to commemorate twenty-five years of marriage. The designated day was cold and windy, but the sun setting on the autumn leaves provided a perfect backdrop … Continue reading

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the pose

Fourteen addresses in the first 18 years of my life as Mrs. Paul Carlson meant our kids didn’t really put down roots until we settled in Grand Rapids, Michigan. We lived there ten years, longer than any other location. So … Continue reading

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same age

I know it’s weird. For some reason I wanted to compare my exact age to the exact age of my mother on the day of her death in 1988. Yes, I actually counted the days from her birthday to her … Continue reading

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we do what we do

Someone beat us to reserving Captain’s Cabin for the week of our anniversary, so we took the closest to it—this week! Turns out we’re sharing Harbor Villa with a high school youth group from Northwest Baptist Church in Bellingham, WA. … Continue reading

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silver

All day long it’s been Mauri’s and my 25th wedding anniversary. In most ways it was like most other days of our lives, but poring over my photo files to prep for this post made it memorable. Narrowing my picks … Continue reading

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