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Hey, Get a Room
“Hey, get a room”. These words have been said to me and my husband, Bobby, literally dozens of times over the years. I’m a modest woman. I don’t dress or speak provocatively in front of others, and we have never crossed any line beyond a quick kiss on the lips in public. So what prompts this consistent and common response from people? I don’t know. I’m always a little surprised. So I did what I always do when I don’t know something. I asked my husband. He didn’t know either. So, I’ve been mulling it over, and here’s what I think. Most people don’t speak sweetly to each other after…
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Grace At Crunch Time
Christmas is about grace. I have a car named Grace, and it’s not a coincidence. It was the night before Thanksgiving, and I was in a tizzy. The next day was our church’s Thanksgiving Dinner for the Community, and I was the coordinator. Still so much to do. I was driving home from work later than planned and was on the phone with my mom discussing to-dos. Out of nowhere, a car crossed the intersection, and I drove right into it! My body flew forward, and my phone went flying! I hit my knee on the dash and my forehead on the rear-view mirror. I had to kick the door…
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Healing Rain On Barren Land – My Story of Infertility
[REPOST] I always dreamed of being married and having children. My husband had similar dreams. Once Bobby and I married, we waited to start a family. Our goal was to further our careers. Racing is an all-consuming passion, and it takes from you as much as you give it. Bobby was passionately pursuing his dream – the one that God gave him as a young child. I essentially had two jobs – my job in the corporate world and as Business Manager for the racing operation. We delayed parenting, but finally came the day when we agreed to put aside the birth control. The months and years passed. No baby.…
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This Kitchen Is for Dancing
My sister-in-law bought me a kitchen towel that says, “This Kitchen Is for Dancing.” Hmmm, she knows what happens in the Martin Kitchen on Thanksgiving. And every other day. Ha! See, my husband Bobby and I have a morning routine. I make the eggs. He makes the coffee. I make his lunch. He makes the toast. But somewhere in the middle of all of that? We dance! Sometimes, he plays music through the Bose. Sometimes, I play it through my vocal cords. One of our favorite songs to dance to is “Good Day” by Forrest Frank.” Am I weird? I always have a new favorite song in my head. Or…
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