Tears came this morning. I have been “handling” my dad’s move to heaven “pretty well.” I’m not really sure what that means. I basically haven’t been falling apart in public. I’ve had my tender, sad times as anyone would. I’ve taken many strolls down memory lane and longed to create
I play the alto sax. I started playing the saxophone when I was 9 years old. If I’ve done my math correctly I’ve played the sax for … a really long time. There were years when I never opened the case. There were years when I practiced every day. I’m
My husband evidently didn’t have a very restful night. I had no idea. He evidently woke up in the middle of the night and struggled to go back to sleep. I snoozed away, unaware of his predicament. Generally these roles are reversed. I’m the one waking up, getting up to
I do not consider myself a whiz in the kitchen. I would say I’m a passable cook, but the idea of preparing food for others always makes me a bit anxious. I’m comfortable making a meal for my family because I figure they’ve gotten used to what I create. Others….
All of us, since childhood, have had dreams. Some my dreams were wild and excessively imaginative: it’s not often that a girl from a pastoral family in Kansas gets to be Queen. Some of my dreams were typical: like that “one boy” would actually decide he thinks I am cute.
I go through phases when I struggle with my worth. It’s my “Achilles heel” so to speak. I have seasons when I move forward in great confidence and self-assurance. My faith is strong, I’m willing to take risks, I believe in who God made me to be and the unique
My dog escaped this morning — EARLY this morning. I padded out to the kitchen around 6 am today. As per routine, I opened the back door to let the dog do his morning business in the back yard. I proceeded to make coffee and unload the dishwasher. I finally
I don’t normally buy this many groceries. After all, it is just my husband and myself. We like to eat, but really? We are still just two people. My kids are coming home for the holiday, and they are bringing friends. I like that. I like that my home can
I had the privilege this week to attend a special graduation; I went to a TUMI graduation. It was held at our local prison, and the gentlemen graduating were all incarcerated. I was invited to go by my friend who has been teaching the course the men were graduating from
If you were asked, “Have you ever lived in a box?” most of us would quickly answer “no!” Some of us would add in an additional you-need-to-go-to-the-Funny-Farm look. Have you ever lived, even for a day, in a small confined space? We’ve all been sick at some time and confined