Lisa R. Howeler

Freelance Writer & Photographer

When I walked out of my room and into my son’s , which has more accessible windows than mine, and saw the snow on the ground I’ll admit I wanted to cry. This year it’s seemed that spring will never come. The days have been cold and gloomy and wet. I honestly thought that by …

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When I saw the notification on my smartphone screen and read the first few words I knew the message wasn’t going to be a fun one to read. I dreaded opening that message and maybe I should have ignored it, but instead I decided to bite the bullet and read a scolding I had expected …

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Sitting in our homes in rural Pennsylvania we often watched the news and thought to ourselves, “Whew. Glad that’s not happening here.” We watched children being killed in their schools by children their own age and drug dealers being arrested and drive by shootings and little babies being killed by their mother’s live in boyfriend. …

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The little boy was leaning nonchalantly  against the door, with one hand on the door knob and when we jumped out of the van he said into the cold wind that whipped at our faces, sounding more like an adult than a child,“Welcome to our farm. Come on in.” I smiled to myself at the …

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 Sometimes my dad writes little stories about growing up and that’s when I realize I must have got the storytelling bug from him. This is something he shared this week on Facebook. Story, photos and captions by Ronnie Robinson.  ”Windy, Your Ears Are Freezing” It was a calm but frosty minus zero morning; one of …

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Out of the two of them I worried about telling my 11 year old son the most. I dreaded it, in fact, but then I dreaded more the delay in being able to tell him; a delay caused by his spending time with a friend and then unexpected weather. My daughter is only three so …

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There is usually at least one big blow up from me at bedtime on school nights and it’s usually directed at the 3-year old who thinks bedtime is playtime. I know it’s my own fault for trying to put two children with an eight year age gap to bed at the same time. I know …

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When you search the internet for the word “calling” one of the definitions is “a strong urge toward a particular way of life or career; a vocation.” In the Christian definition we often use the word to describe God’s plan for our life and we often believe God lays one calling on us and we …

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