Don’t Close Your Eyes

I mean this in the nicest way possible (which quite possibly is impossible!), "Some people are irresponsibly, abrasively, irritatingly, annoying!"  There, I said it.  As we were out and about late one afternoon this past week, we decided to stop at a "Local" place and have dinner.  We had been running since early morning and neither of … Continue reading Don’t Close Your Eyes

Seeing to the Other Side of the Scary Bridge

So there he was, this eight-year old. towheaded boy, cautiously, silently, slowly trying to cross the scary bridge.  Recent flooding rains had caused the normally docile creek to be turned into a raging torrent, seemingly ready to overflow the banks, coming close to reaching the top of the bridge.  My great-grandmother, standing on her front … Continue reading Seeing to the Other Side of the Scary Bridge

Seeing Adventures Behind and Ahead

Sometimes a destination is as much about the getting there as the actual destination itself.  This particular destination (our recent beach trip to see my niece get married) was a joyful celebration; but the journey (the eighteen hours in one extremely small vehicle) was another thing all together!  So, last week's blog covered the destination, the beautiful beach wedding that we were able to … Continue reading Seeing Adventures Behind and Ahead

Don’t Stop Looking Until You Find It!

We have had a little cutie-pie, five year old visiting with us here the past few days.  All week she had been asking me about my girl and wanting to know where my girl was.   "Where is your girl?" she would ask.  I kept telling her that I don't have a little girl.  A friend of mine stopped … Continue reading Don’t Stop Looking Until You Find It!

Memories of Dad Shining Bright

Being as tomorrow is Father's Day, this post will most assuredly deal with my dad, who has been residing in his forever home for over eighteen years now.  We are still living in the house where my parents lived when he passed on.  We have ceased to find little reminders that he left behind, but the … Continue reading Memories of Dad Shining Bright

Looking For the Pink House

I found Ken's denim pants just under the corner of my chair in the TV room.  Ah..."Ken who?" you ask.  Well, this particular Ken has been in my life for over twenty-plus years now.  He actually lives here, well "there" -- there in the family room.  He moved in after his twelve-inch fashion-doll girlfriend moved … Continue reading Looking For the Pink House