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Six Sentence Story: Season

This week's Six Sentence Story prompt caught me in a reflective state of mind.  With a birthday that ends in a "0" sneaking up on me in a few days, I guess that is to be expected.  And so, here are 5 sentences reflecting the past seasons, and one for all the future seasons:



The curly-haired, blue-jacketed girl follows the majestic collie down the lane.

Photo:  2-year-old me, with the neighbor's collie 

A different lane leads to a new home.

Photo:  The house my dad built


Before you know it, the girl marries and has children of her own.

Photo:  John and I outside the Seattle temple on our wedding day


Addresses change, children grow, memories develop, and love works.

Photo:  A family photo where everyone has some sort of smile!


The children leave the nest, and the curly-haired girl becomes a grandma.

Photo:  The family, as it was in 2013. (Grandson has since been born.)


The rest of the story remains to be seen.





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Thanks for the seasons of life.

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  1. The seasons oof life!!! Gosh you have a lovely family!

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  2. The seasons oof life!!! Gosh you have a lovely family!

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  3. Love the pictorial story!

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    1. Thank you. I love picture books, so I like to use photos as often as I can.

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  4. very cool

    like the story with photos (could almost picture the 'old movie thing with the slowly turning pages of the album)

    dogs from an early age.... makes sense

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    1. I always loved it when movies incorporated the book pages, and I've always loved dogs, too!

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  5. A wonderful reflection on the seasons of your life as you approach a milestone. I love that you are leaving the next chapter unwritten, with many blessings yet to come! Happy Birthday, you have much to celebrate!

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    1. Thank you. I might have ideas about the upcoming chapters, but they won't be written until they have happened!

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  6. "Lassie" knew a little girl who wanted a four-legged friend. :-)

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  7. So beautiful to share the seasons of your life. Those birthdays with the 0's at the end have a way of sending our thoughts back over the preceding ones. Your photos fill me with love.

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    1. I distinctly remember turning 10, and how I felt so old, because I could count my life in decades. (Well, in one decade.)

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  8. Happy Birthday Kristi! Age is just a number and you do have a wonderful life! Hope you have many more years of happiness yet to come.

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