I'm sitting here at my desk, looking out my window. Today it is bright and sunny. Those are the best days for me. Give me sunshine and I am a happy girl. Light means a lot to me!
Looking at the Map Wasn’t the Reason I Had to Sit Down
There were several times during that hot July day when I thought I was going to have to tell the girls, “I cannot go any farther.” I was hurting too badly. But strangely, each time I reached that point, something happened that made us stop. We needed to check the time on something. We needed … Continue reading Looking at the Map Wasn’t the Reason I Had to Sit Down
Looking for That Centrally Located, Light-Filled Location
I checked off a bucket list item! This is one I have probably dreamed about since I was six years old. Without mentioning any specific names, it was a large animal-themed park in a centrally located, sunny southern location—one that focuses on conservation, the ocean and aquatic life. I have seen it portrayed on TV … Continue reading Looking for That Centrally Located, Light-Filled Location
What Does Consistency Look Like?
How do you define consistency? How does your definition of consistency influence your daily actions? I recently learned about a couple who, for nearly fifty years, have spent their Friday nights doing laundry together, a tradition that speaks volumes about the power of meaningful routines in a relationship. This Friday night ritual began while they … Continue reading What Does Consistency Look Like?
Where Kindness Comes Into View
I had resigned myself to airport prison over the Junebug knife, but before any of that happened, we encountered Tiffany. Who was Tiffany? She was the kind of person that made being wheeled through a busy airport by a stranger feel like a walk through the neighborhood with a friend. Traveling through an airport when … Continue reading Where Kindness Comes Into View
The Junebug Knife — Forever Out of Sight
My last connection to Junebug was recently snatched from my hands…or should I say, from my purse. It had been lost and found several times over the past 47 years. This time, though, it was lost because I wasn’t diligent in my preparation. Back in 1979, my first car was a 1977 AMC Gremlin that … Continue reading The Junebug Knife — Forever Out of Sight
Looking Back at That Kitchen Chair
I sat in that 1960s aluminum kitchen dinette chair, faking bravery. My ears were about to be pierced! I was certain it was going to hurt, but I completely trusted the one holding the needle. Yes! Holding the needle! I wasn’t the first to sit in that chair. By the time it was my turn, … Continue reading Looking Back at That Kitchen Chair
Small Update
I’m actually so humbled to have some of my readers checking on me because I have been silent for a little while. I’ve been under the weather for a bit and am finally starting to feel better. Thank you to everyone who checked on me. Your kindness means more than you know. I’ll be easing … Continue reading Small Update
Watch the Raging Waters
A forbidden pleasure as a child was playing in the creek. The forbidden part—my mom was afraid for us to be around the creek because she was afraid of water. Her rule of thumb was simple: stay away from the creek—period. She knew that creeks could be soothing and calm, but they could also become … Continue reading Watch the Raging Waters
Don’t Stand in the Dark
On the dark side of the kitchen, I opened an upper cabinet door. Rummaging around, I must have caused something to shift from the very top shelf. A fairly sizable container came crashing down and cracked me on the brow bone—just missing my eye! Oh, did I fail to mention that the “dark side of … Continue reading Don’t Stand in the Dark
Contemplate the Priceless Gift
I have been seeing friends post Easter pictures from when they were children. Easter pictures from childhood are priceless — sometimes embarrassing or hilarious — but priceless still the same. For Easter in the early sixties, the standard uniform for little girls was white frilly dresses lifted by crinolines, white gloves and pearls, with tights … Continue reading Contemplate the Priceless Gift
Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight 