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I spent Thanksgiving of 1992 in a sports bar, in an unfamiliar city far from home. My baby lay in cardiac ICU recovering from open heart surgery. The only restaurant…
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I leaned forward on the hard pew that first time in church, skinny legs swinging as I watched the fatherly pastor place his hands on the heads of the people…
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One of the best things about living on a lake is being able to see the sunrise. Every morning I watch as the darkness fades and the golden light slips…
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Election week is upon us in the U.S.A and it feels like we are perilously close to the edge of a division that we may not be able to back…
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My son Ben has significant intellectual disabilities. As a result, he has a very small vocabulary consisting of only nouns and verbs. If I say, “Do you want ice cream?”…
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Do you remember writing about summer vacation for the first assignment of the school year? What would you write this year? I am tallying up a number of gains and…
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I shared this article on the Perennial Gen website this week. Enjoy!https://theperennialgen.com/worship-school/
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I watch you nod off on the couch this evening, gray head drooping and reading glasses sliding down your nose and I realize we’ve done it. We have succeeded in…
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A Great Blue Heron has been perching at the end of our dock lately, so I decided to try to get close enough for a picture. He kept a wary eye…
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We took a little getaway recently, just me, my husband and our 28 year old son who has intellectual disabilities. We had planned some fun activities, but from the moment…
A View of the Lake
Tracing the footprints of God
Hello,
I’m Andrea!
I’m glad we found each other! I’m a writer living in the Minnesota Northwoods with my husband Bill and son Ben. I hope you enjoy reading what you find here. Feel free to reach out! I’d like to get to know you too.
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