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Deana Landers
MorningCoffeeBeans.com
I am passionate about writing stories and love to share them with readers. I am happy to share my life with my readers. 😀
Deana Landers
MorningCoffeeBeans.com
One minute I was a Super Nana, the next minute, I was lying on the tennis court floor trying to breathe.
When our grandchildren come for the holidays, it is fantastic, fun, and exhausting. But, unfortunately, the exhausting part has nothing to do with how much we enjoy them.
It is what my husband says to me all the time. “Hon...
Read MoreOur daughter, Carol, died on July 3rd, 1980. She was 19 months old. It was devastating for us.
We adorned her small casket with beautiful white daisies. Our family and friends filled the church with arrangements and lots of daisies.
When we were married, we decorated the church with daisies, my favorite flower. Our niece an...
Read MoreThings can change quickly. Palm Sunday starts with people laying palm branches, a symbol of victory, triumph, and peace, for Jesus as he rode a donkey into Jerusalem.
It was an exciting day. Jewish people from all over the world came to Jerusalem to celebrate Passover. They were crying ‘Hosanna! Blessed is the one who comes in the n...
Read MoreIt's difficult for me to cut down a pretty plant, even if it is suspicious. But I learned a lesson when I planted one particular tree a few years ago.
I thought it would grow tall next to a wooded area inour yard. Instead, one day a vine draped itself over the branches of my tree. It was pretty, so I thought I would let it grow.
Read MoreOur kitchen was two steps down from the rest of the house. You took two steps down into the kitchen when you walked through the living room and dining room. My favorite place to sit was on those steps.
As a little girl, I would sit and talk with my mother or watch her move about the kitchen with flour on the front of her dress and at the...
Read MoreOne minute I was a Super Nana, the next minute, I was lying on the tennis court floor trying to breathe.
When our grandchildren come for the holidays, it is fantastic, fun, and exhausting. But, unfortunately, the exhausting part has nothing to do with how much we enjoy them.
It is what my husband says to me all the time. “Hon...
Read MoreWhat Christmas memories stand out in your mind? My favorite memories are the smell of oranges, the crackling sound coming from our fireplace, and the sight of candy-striped material on the floor in my mother’s sewing room.
Christmas was the only time we had oranges. Regardless, their nostalgic sweet, citrus smell still stirs up mem...
Read MoreOne day after school, our youngest son seemed fidgety. I could tell something was wrong, but when I asked him, he said it was nothing. Finally, after staring at the TV for an hour or so, he meekly said, “Mom, I have to tell you something.” His face was tense, and his eyes were sad.
I put everything aside and gave him ...
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