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Backup Singers
Kid Rock was electrifying the stage at a live concert on TV recently and the energy was palpable. The band was on fire, and the crowd was a sea of hands waving and voices singing along. But amidst the rock ‘n’ roll frenzy, one backup singer stole the show. Her vibrant dancing and soulful singing were nothing short of extraordinary. Without her, the concert would have lacked the burst of color and love she brought to every note. I believe we all have backup singers in our lives—those who cheer us on and those who cast shadows of doubt. These individuals can either elevate us or pull us down, and…
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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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How To Write a Love Letter
My husband Bobby has offered numerous gestures of love over our 30+ years of marriage. But there has never been anything that meant more to me than his love letters. Is there a gift that could offer more than a love letter? Think about it. A letter from a loved one is from the one you love. It’s unique to you, and your relationship, deeply personal, and the effort alone shows how much they care. Because I know what a Big Deal this is, I’m going to share how to write a love letter. First, confession time. I have never written a love letter. But, I have perfect examples from Bobby…
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Sustain a Marriage With Forgiveness
I read an article recently called “Why We Need Moments of Mad Thinking.” In it, the author contends, “We banish a great many thoughts from our minds on the grounds that they are, as we put it, ‘mad’. Some of them evidently are: too mean, flawed, absurd or petty to deserve further exploration. But it’s one of the tragedies of our thinking lives that, amidst the detritus of dismissed thoughts, there are invariably a great many that could have been of high value, if only we had dared to examine them further, if only we hadn’t been so scared of their less conventional and more speculative dimensions, if only we…
