My summer classes end next week, and I have been finishing every assignment I can ahead of the last day of classes – next Friday. My hope is to complete all the assignments, and then only have to respond to the discussions. This would free up more of my time to focus on Heart Work.
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Her absence is like the sky, spread over everythingC.S. Lewis
Collin arrived out at the ranch the same time as the contractor. The two men get out of their vehicles and greet one another.
“Hello, Mr. Bradley?”
“Yes, but you can just call me Jake.”
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I hope everyone had a great Father’s Day weekend. I traveled and went down to visit my grandpa in Santa Rosa for the weekend. It was great seeing my grandpa, uncles, and cousins as we spent time with my grandpa.
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Now, every time I witness a strong person, I want to know: What darkness did you conquer? Mountains do not rise without earthquakes.
The house was tidy, but there was a thin layer of dust over everything, like place hadn’t been cleaned in a few weeks.
Collin walked from the foyer into the living room taking in the dated furnishings of his youth. As he entered the kitchen, he noticed the sun faded paint on the walls, as well as the faded wood floors.
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My son’s last day of school was Tuesday, and then I had a piece I needed to write for my narrative journalism class to be workshopped by the class. I had all the information for the piece because I am working on a documentary about it, but I had been procrastinating writing the piece to submit for the class.
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undoneHarriet Beecher Stowe
The wheels of the rental car ate the miles between the airport and what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. Collin sighed as his hometown of Cottonwood, California came into view.
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He was talking to his boss, Frank Phillips, on the phone, explaining who covering his cases while he was absent.
Ten years from now, make sure you can say you chose your life, you didn’t settle for itMandy Hale
Collin sighed as he shut off the computer. It had been a very long day, filled with more incompetence from Billy and putting out the fires associated with it.
As much as he wanted to choke and fire Billy, he knew that would never happen. Lucky SOB was the grandson to one of the partners. So, he could be a complete and total screw up, bumbling his way through everything, and good ol’ grandpa would come to his rescue.
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Hello everyone! Things have been busy this past week, especially as I worked to get up shade cloth before the triple digit heat hit Northern California.
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