Author: Maggie
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The Unnerving Silence
The kind of quiet that doesn’t bring peace — but the reminder of what’s truly at stake. Hello sweetheart. Come swing with me. There’s something heavy on my heart today. The internal thoughts of a teacher are endless. The fields of concern are many, the rows of tasks are long, the weight of expectation is…
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The First Stitches of a New Hobby
Hello sweetheart! Come swing with me. Let’s stitch. What an interesting hobby, cross stitching. It takes hours, sometimes weeks or months, to complete a single project. And when you’re stitching for someone else, you don’t just hope they like it. You hope they love it. You hope they see it, pause, and realize just how…
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The Friend Who Holds The Silence
Come sit with me, and let me tell you about Sophie—the friend who held my silence like a prayer.
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The Beauty He Sees
Hello sweetheart, come sit with me. Let’s swing. Has there ever been a moment when someone complimented you to someone else, and you overheard it? My toddler isn’t quite talking yet, so my husband and I often speak for him. Lately, he’s been noticing the little things on our faces, pointing out my husband’s beard…
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I Hope She Didn’t Hear Me
Hello sweetheart, come sit with me. Let’s swing. Do you remember that one moment? The time when you remember every detail – the words in the conversation, the way it made you feel? To this day, there’s one stretch of time, maybe thirty seconds total, that still breaks my heart. The pressure that mounted inside…
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Come Sit a While
A welcome to the porch. Hello sweetheart, come sit with me. Let’s swing for a while. Have you ever sat on a front porch swing and just rocked? Let’s. Back and forth. Back and forth. Listen to the birds sing, or the crickets play. Watch the sun rise or set. Catch the flickering lights of…