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Marketta Gregory never meant to be a columnist. \x34I trained to be a newspaper reporter -- one who tried to her best to be objective. I covered religion for a few years and felt like it was the best job a curious woman like me could ever have. ...
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Marketta Gregory never meant to be a columnist. \x34I trained to be a newspaper reporter -- one who tried to her best to be objective. I covered religion for a few years and felt like it was the best job a curious woman like me could ever have. Every day I got to listen as people told me about the things that were most important to them, the things that were sacred. But the newspaper industry was changing and few papers could afford to have an army of speciality reporters. So, I moved to cover the suburbs where, as luck would have it, they have plenty of religion, too. Eventually, children came into the picture. One by birth and another two months later by foster care/adoption. I struggled to chase breaking news and be home at a decent hour, so I made the move to what we journalists call the dark side: I took a job in public relations. (Don't worry. I work for a great non-profit, so it's not dark at all.) When I gave my notice at the Rochester (NY) Democrat and Chronicle, the executive editor asked me to consider writing a column on a freelance basis. She didn't want the newspaper to lose touch with its religious sources, and she still wanted consistent faith coverage. I was terrified. It took me about 10 months to get back to her with a solid plan and some sample columns. And so it began, this journey of opening up my heart to strangers.\x34
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When Colt turned 2, I had four or five pictures with both of us in them — two of those were family portraits. My track record with the other two boys wasn’t much better.

IMG_0949And I take at least 2,600 pictures a year judging by how many I have saved on my computer. Five pictures out of 5,200 because I don’t like how I look. Because every picture seems unflattering. Because. Because. Because.

Then, a few weeks ago I pulled out my daddy’s wallet. I take it out of the drawer every so often, especially on the days that I miss him the most, and I flip through the pictures he carried. Us girls. The grandkids. We’re all in there. And then, tucked away in the back is a single faded picture of his mama.

Every time he switched wallets, he moved that picture, and he carried it with him until the day he died.

She was that important to him.

All of us camera-shy mamas? We’re that important to our kids, too.

They love us with messy hair and no make-up. They love us in our raggedy around-the-house clothes. They love us and they want us in the picture.

Can you do that for them this month?

If you’re in, will you encourage others by sharing your picture on the Simply Faithful Facebook page?

We can do this. For them.

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