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Nesting : The Birds & Me
There’s a Mourning Dove or “Love Dove” nesting right outside my front door. I had been hearing her sweet cooing for a few weeks, and as I walked outside yesterday, she came rushing and flapping toward me in full mama protection mode. I was a little frightened by her to be honest. When I came back and saw her peacefully resting in her loose…
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Fire & Ice : A Writer’s Muse
Mother Nature rules the roost on this island. She decides when Geyser will explode into the air, when the next volcanic eruption will transform the land, when the tectonic plates will shift and when the northern lights will dance. I felt small and insignificant, figuratively and literally next to the dramatic and fierce landscape, at the mercy of Her. A…
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8 Ways to Embrace the Single Lady Life
I love that my family shares my passion for writing. I think we all learn from each other and each have our own stories to tell. Here is another humorous blog post from my littlest sister Michelle Lynn Loftus. Enjoy every day and do what YOU want. You have no one else’s agenda to abide by. While I am looking forward to the…
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22 Weeks : 10 Days in Iceland
As we made our descent onto the harsh landscape of a country inhabited with a mere 300,000 people, I couldn’t help but feel like we were landing on the moon. Accurately named the land of fire and ice, this country already had a grasp on me. After much anticipation, 10 upcoming days of Icelandic adventure, a writing retreat, and a…
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Tales From The “Baby” of Four Girls
We have a special guest blog post today by Michelle Loftus, my baby sister, who makes me laugh and smile every single day. I can honestly say that I am who I am because of my God-given situation: having three older sisters and being the baby in my family. I have experienced more first-place medals, birthdays, break ups, and graduations than any typical 24-year-old,…
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How old is too old for the egg hunt?
I have a confession. I am 29 years old and still participate in our annual Family Easter Egg Hunt. The tradition began as young kids at my Aunt’s house and we never quite grew out of it. My sister and I are the oldest of 15 cousins. She just had a baby boy and I have a little bean of my…
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New City, Old Me
I’m used to having someone by my side now. I enjoy the comfort of an arm to hold, someone to share things with and tell my weirdest thoughts to. Especially when that someone is my husband who I am my total and complete self around. The 24-year-old Jenna who lived alone in another country had no such comforts. She lugged…
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Thick Skin: Advice From A Tree
I stepped outside for a casual stroll at dusk, my favorite time of day. No headphones, cell phone or husband with me today. The air felt dry and warm intermixed with pockets of cool air as I passed by large trees and bushes. I had been writing all day and my mind felt abundantly clear of absolutely everything. The world around me was in high definition. The…
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My Stationary, Travel Journal
For Christmas, my sister got me a travel journal. Fully equipped with faded maps of the world to write over and outlined boxes to capture memorable moments. The pages are lined with inspiring quotes like…. “I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake.” “Don’t hurry, don’t worry. You’re only here for a short visit so be sure…
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Word Musings
Words let us down, make us cry, leave us searching. We sit with them, lose them, and are guided by them. Words are celebrated, stick to our hearts, and leave us feeling motivated. We overthink them, say too many or too little, and hang on their every meaning. They transform our lives… Will you marry me? I’m pregnant! We regret to inform you… Congratulations! I…
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