Shippy Woods

Category: Life’s Journey

  • Dreams May not be Far

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    Many people dream of mansions, yachts, or homes with a pool out back. Give me a small home with space to go outside and hike, take photos, hunt, or simply set and listen to nature’s sounds. My dream isn’t so far away, but is the place my family owns, and my parents live. I enjoy…

  • Who Cares?

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    Share with Who Cares Who cares? That is the question you should ask yourself before sharing the most important things to you. When I have some great news to share the first person to hear is my wife, then our son, family, and closest friends. Does Your Social Media Circle Care? In our world today…

  • It’s a Different World

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    It’s a different world than I grew up in This past fall, before our world came to a crashing change I told my wife, “If someone would have told me years ago that I’d be making as much money as we were at the time I would have said they were crazy. And yet, we…

  • A Sweet Peanut Butter Treat

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    Watching the snow out the window today reminds me of my childhood. When the snow was falling steadily like it was today, and I would be at my grandmother’s home she would often get into the baking mood. Well, the truth is that she would cook anytime anyone stopped or visited with her. Sometimes, especially…

  • Take a Break from Everything

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    This past fall life threw us into a tailspin, and everything was changing. Losing a job, facing a group of people twisting the truth, attacks on personal character affecting other work and life, and losing our housing. Worry for the future and severe anxiety sat in, and for the first time in my life, I…

  • Moving and Starting Over 8 Jan 2025

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    We had just finished emptying three rooms of the house. I sat down to think of recent days and weeks. Thoughts of how we’d  dropped off a small load of things and my car at my parents 6 hours away. Then, we arrived back to continue the process of moving. We continued moving several boxes…

  • Standing with Vultures

    Standing with Vultures

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    They circle over the corpse, hovering with anticipation. Their goal is to rip and tear and take what they can. To divide it among their plump-filled bodies. Like pirates who divide their plunder they press ever closer. I stand in the heat of the moment like Anigone in the hot Greek sun trying to bury…

  • Looking Ahead with Anticipation

    Looking Ahead with Anticipation

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    Major changes have been coming in my life, as I leave my long position and community I’ve lived in for nearly two decades. Yet, recent days have brought many new opportunities I hadn’t been bold enough to pursue. I’ve dabbled in writing for some time, but now I see opportunities to write open up. I’m…