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Butterfleas

I woke this Saturday morning to a chilly, grey sky peppered with flecks of snow that were lazily making their way to earth with no particular destination in mind. I lay there for quite some time, warmly nestled in a cave of blankets, thinking of this and that; getting lost in memories and pulling the … Continue reading Butterfleas →

margaretschmidtke Letters and things, The extraordinary ordinary., Uncategorized 2 Comments April 24, 2021April 24, 2021
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A letter.

The following letter is to my first two children. I was blessed with two more children in the years following, when we blended families. An older son (7 years older than my first child) and a younger son (11 years younger than my first child). I have reaped blessings and am grateful beyond measure. My … Continue reading A letter. →

margaretschmidtke Letters and things, The extraordinary ordinary., Uncategorized 3 Comments March 30, 2021March 30, 2021

Nightstand

Some time ago I read an article, or it could have been a book, a tweet or a Facebook post...or maybe it was from a movie or a television show...nevertheless, this stuck in my mind. They posed the question, “What is on the nightstand beside your bed”? Apparently, what is placed on (or inside) your … Continue reading Nightstand →

margaretschmidtke The extraordinary ordinary., Uncategorized 1 Comment February 6, 2020May 12, 2022

Pretty soon

It’s been eight years since I’ve had a 14 year old in the house. To clarify and not confuse; we have 4 kids who will turn 32, 25, 22 and 14 years old respectively, in the next few months. Eight years doesn’t seem like a long time. You would think with three previous spawns before … Continue reading Pretty soon →

margaretschmidtke The extraordinary ordinary. Leave a comment February 2, 2020

All the Little Things

ALL THE LITTLE THINGS It’s all the little things I miss Smells, like home wet mittens on the ground A soft, fleeting kiss Baths and books Footprints on our hardwood floor I miss all of this. Teaching when I didn’t know I was Learning when I didn’t think I could know more Faces so full … Continue reading All the Little Things →

margaretschmidtke The extraordinary ordinary. Leave a comment January 17, 2020January 24, 2020

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