18th

The mythical Phoenix rises up reborn from it's own ashes to live again. Going to Phoenix this last week was not exactly a rebirth but getting away from the routine had a little of that feel. We traveled a highway we have never before traveled and then add to all of that, I went to Ikea. All new stuff.

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February is the month that both of my parents were born and likewise chose to get married in. My dad was born in 1914. This month will mark 98 years since that day. Every once in a while I come across someone who has a parent alive and near 100 years. I think of Kelly Cooper who when he was about 98 stood and told a small group at church that I was in his life story. We gave him a half hour to talk and after the half hour he had made it to 1914 or so? This was a number of years ago and even so he only made it in his story to high school. We had to give him more time to finish in another meeting but then most of the folks I have heard tell their life story sort of make it all the way through in 30 minutes. They usually mention some time when the were kids, often something about getting married, their own kids and if they went to war they will mention it most always.

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Looking for the common thread over a lot of years can be a interesting story. Growing up and being a kid, being newly married, having kids, seeing them grown up, and just trying to do what is right through it all can have some threads. Blessings make a difference and occur all along the way.

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Today is the 18th of February. Looking ahead...................................................