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Homecoming
Sentiment, Laughter, humor History, HIS story. Remembering stories rarely told With a trigger or a jolt to the brain. Singing next to a voice from the past, Watching the next generation interact, Swapping tall tales or recipes, Being patient for the appearance Of an old memory or name on the tip of a tongue. Is the hair the same? Rarely Same age? Never Same dress? Sometimes Same smile? Almost always A journey with sections walked or ridden, Sharing of faith with both smiles and tears. Baptisms, Mission Trips, Graduations, Weddings, Funerals and Fellowship dinners. All these things stones in the road, that might be looked at once…
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Choir Tradition
Sing a joyful noise unto the Lord, Do it with feeling, Drop the “R’s” and drop the jaw, Remember the poignant words That teach us all of His love, Regardless of your seat in the sacred room. Reverence, tone, inspiration, hard work, Nothing but your best and a little bit more, Prayers spoken, sung, whispered, thought, On one side of an enriched colorful music filled experience. Might we find some that need a cough drop, That need a hug, That need humor of gag? Aren’t we all blessed to have those to raise our voices with? We sit or stand with those that cover our booboo’s, Those that…
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White beaches and natural art!
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Proud member of IBN and HSMG!
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Do you treat your soap bar right?
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Proud member of IBN and HSMG!
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White beaches and natural art!
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Aromatherapy, not just hype
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Store is closed, blog still open :-D
Hey there! Those of you checking to see about Dr. Flower’s Essentials, Inc. We are closed as a store. We are still blogging though! Things may transition as we go. The old dr. flower blog will be available to look at. Re-posted articles could appear here from time to time along with new content. Pardon the dust and come take a look. ~Regina
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Do You Find Poetry Or Does It Find You?
Are you a pack rat? I might have a few of those tendencies. I try hard to keep my spaces clear of cluttered stuff but let’s face it, it’s an ongoing battle. It ebbs and flows like many other things in life. I’m pretty sure that stress levels are a direct proportion. I come by this character trait honest. My mother is the queen of pack ratness. (Sorry mom but hang on I’m going somewhere with this.) If my Mom wasn’t a pack rat, there are some important milestone in my life cards, notes, pictures, school work that would have been lost to file 13. Within a plastic box, I was able…
