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Southern. Family. Food. Pets. Friends. Books. Travel. Philosophy. Nature. Art. Opinion. by: jill

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haleydevane:

This was from our valentuesday and I didn't get to see him today but I love my hubs.

My beautiful daughter & my future son-in-love Post from haleydevane on Instagram (via Scope)

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the werewolf’s date took a turn for the worse when she realized it was a full moon.

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haleydevane:

Mom and Jordan socialize around the turkey

Monster gobbler defeated Post from haleydevane on Instagram (via Scope)

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Google can take you anywhere: even to your kids' hidden tumblr page that you never knew about.

Seek and ye shall find~

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Breakfast: Grilled pimento cheese with crisp bacon on buttered potato bread & a side of sliced tomatoes. Perfect for this cool, fall morning.

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star gazing.

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Sarah makes the kid in me happy.  I love her stuff:-)

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Portrait with roots | Cambodia (by oledoe)

The temples of Cambodia are on my bucket list.

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Monday

I was late for work this morning. A friend's son died. I fussed with my daughter who threatened to move out instead of agree to cook two nights a week. I am ready to go to bed, but the kitten WILL NOT STOP MEOWING in the bathroom (but it is too cold to leave her outside tonight), and the Cardinals are losing. SO I am going to Pinterest to lose myself for a bit.

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Mr. Ming studies me, intently

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oatmeal pumpkin cream pies.

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In the garden with my love.

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Catnapping on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

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Breakfast this morning at my house, served with whole blackberry syrup and real whipped cream and skillet fried sausage patties. And love, of course.

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Second Chances, or Not

It was imparted to me today that my adult daughter's sperm donor is M.I.A.

It has been four years since I have had a conversation with the man and nearly a year since I happened upon the gas station where he was working part time and caught his attention, just to let him know in my own way that I know where to find him if I needed to.

S. was never a very good father to our daughter.  And then, when he was entirely too old to be making such stupid choices, he got involved with the wrong woman, then with the wrong recreational activities.  He stopped making his support payments, then stopped seeing our daughter altogether.

The anger and hurt that our daughter deals with is more than I can bare sometimes.  There was always an option of taking S. to court, but, honestly, I always knew he was somewhere fighting his own demons and would have to live with his own guilt and regret if he didn't get things together.  But I always had hope.  

But he and his girlfriend went out to a movie early this summer and never came back.  Nobody bothered to say anything to me or my daughter.  And it wasn't on the news.  It is just two people who were there and aren't any more.  

And even though S. was a crappy father, and even though he broke my baby's heart, all I can think about is if he's dead then there won't be any second chances.  If he is dead, then all hope has died.  And all the damage he did will never be able to be undone. 

Post Script: I have learned that S. and his friend may be safe and well across town at her parent's home.  This has not been confirmed. But I believe in the hope of healing and redemption.  It is never too late.

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honey sesame chicken.

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vanilla custard soaked pumpkin poke cake.

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Heart be still!

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Eddie.  Whom I love, even though he ate my favorite shoes.