Melissa Beene Ford

Laughter. Thinking the same things are funny. Laughing at all the same ridiculous TV shows and movies. Sending memes, videos, and Bitmojis back and forth all day long because we know what will make each other laugh. Because I’ve lived a life where the only time I ever laughed was when he tripped over something in the middle of the night, and that was unbearable. Peace. Tranquility and peace in…
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Well, as it happens, today’s fifteen minute blog segment is going to fall in the middle of the night, as did yesterday’s. This time it’s because my eighteen-year-old daughter decided to drive from Tyler to Lubbock at a time which put her arriving at her dorm at 1am. Like the helicopter parent I apparently have become, I made her send me her CL every thirty minutes. I aged ten years…
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Did I promise to write for fifteen minutes a day a while back? Without editing? Just, you know, write fifteen minutes, and post? Every single day? To work toward my goal of … something, I can’t remember now, and I guess it stopped being important. Seems like I promised that a while back. It probably goes without saying that I haven’t done that. I mean, I stuck to it for…
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In case you think I have it all together, Susie inspected my room and found some serious deficiencies.⚠️ Bad:Dust 🙈Blry glass 🙈Dead flowers 🙈Cracht langry baset (cracked laundry basket) 🙈Relly dusty 🙈 Good:Classy prses 👛 👜 I’m thinking the good outweighs the bad, but IDK. 🤷🏼‍♀️ Also seems like maybe someone should dust. 🤔 #atleastihaveclassypurses 💯

I didn’t know what it was called, this feeling that come right after I realize that I feel really happy… That sense that any second now, the rug is about to be jerked out from under me. It’s an addiction, I think, to that feeling, that just when everything is so right, it’s about to go so wrong. But you get used to feeling that way. Things are going so…
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Today, June 1st, comes hot on the heels of a couple of difficult months for me. Did I say difficult? I meant excruciating. And not JUST in all the ways it’s been excruciating for 98% of the world, I mean all that PLUS a huge dose of humbling, straight from the hand of God, that brought me to my knees. That tends to happen when you get a little prideful….
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I love writing… well, sometimes. When the ideas are popping and the words are flowing, it’s just so satisfying. That clearly doesn’t happen all that often. At times, I’ve been told I’m good at it… but let’s be real. If I were really any good at it, I would be Pioneer Woman, or at least her best friend – WHICH HAS BEEN ON MY BUCKET LIST FOR YEARS, REE –…
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Y’all. Seriously. Please. Before you post something online, please stop for a second and ask yourself if this is the kind of post that will promote fear in people. Are you posting a picture of empty grocery store shelves? Are you alarmed about how fast the virus is multiplying AND POSTING ABOUT IT, or posting ANY sort of negative statistics at all?! Are you shrieking about how many people have…
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“What about us… do you think we’ll get married?” Yes. That’s how she wanted to answer, but couldn’t. Yes. Yes, she thought, but didn’t say. Yes, I do think we’ll get married. Yes, you’ve been my goal since the day I met you. Yes, of course, YES, you’re the one. You’ve always been the one. Yes. Yes, please. Ask me to marry you. Yes. I want to say yes. The…
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Reading Psalm 4 this morning, because it’s the 4th, and this is what caught my eye: In your anger do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent. Did you catch that? Search your hearts… …YOUR… hearts… I’ve been kind of over social media lately. Especially in the last 48 hours since the Super Bowl Halftime Show. Geez. Can ANYONE please talk about anything…
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It’s a new year. It’s a new year, and I wish I felt pumped about it, but this new year comes hot on the heels of a really brutal December and I’m just not feeling the HOPE nor the JOY, nor even the INTENTIONAL, which seems to be THE WORD errbody all over Facebook is choosing as their Word of the Year. I don’t even have a word for 2020….
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