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1514. Seven turkeys in our front yard - two thrilled boys.
1515. A week of incredibly rejuvenating weather and thankfulness for all seasons
1516. II Corinthians 12:9 “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” 
1517. Being encouraged by the struggles and weaknesses of fellow mommies this weekend - remembering that I am not alone, parenting is challenging for all and God is glorified in our weaknesses as they lead us to His throne.
1518. Holding Matt's hand
1519. The sacrificial love of a dear family who watched, played with, loved on and encouraged our three kiddos this weekend
1520. Spending time with friends I've missed - even those who only live a few miles away
1521. Feeling the prayers of a friend
1522. Jesus is ENOUGH - http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/ (highly recommend reading Katie's incredible journey - she's given up, and therefor gained, everything for the Lord, and yet it is still in her weakness (and honesty regarding it) that I find much encouragement.
1523. "It is finished" John 19:30 - My sin (past, present and future) not in part but in whole is totally and completely forgiven - and has been from the moment those words passed from our Savior's mouth.
1524. Pushing two laughing brothers (together) in our hammock swing
1525. Sea shell collections in March
1536. Blake and Cole saying "hi" to people passing us on the beach, UPS drivers and those many of us (including myself) can easily walk by without so much as a glance.
1537. The sound of wind chimes outside my window and three waking babies (ok, one waking baby and 2 big boys)
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