I never liked to memorize anything. Multiplication tables in 4th grade are my only claim to fame in that department. And that was only because we got to move up the line and get out the door faster for lunch. I can be bribed with food. But I do admire people who effortlessly rattle off a famous …
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I called a son on his birthday a few days ago... nothing too unusual about that. He: Hey, Mom...what's happening? Me: Just calling to say Happy Birthday. He: Thanks, Mom. This is the son who always had the happy, smiley face, the where's-the-party personality, the Super Man key chain (and driving record) that survived his teen and military years. …
For the last several days I have prayed to keep a guard over my mouth... to not say anything that inflames, insights... or seriously embarasses should my kids overhear. Maybe I should have been more aware of what I allowed in through my ears, settling in my heart? I wonder why we attempt to give the best of ourselves …
It takes me awhile to process things. I "mull", I debate inwardly over and over again, which is why I am just now coming to terms with January 1st. January 1st was our family Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years all rolled into one. A lot of expectation for one little day. It was the day we had most of our kids and …
The parable of the talents in the Bible has always bugged me. The end result seemed unfair...... ....a wealthy man leaves on a journey. Before leaving he gives talents (money) to three of his servants. Five talents to one, two to another and one to the last. While he's gone the first two servants invest and double his …
Last week I was stuck on Christmas Perfection... or the lack thereof... or the search thereto (pretty sure that's not a real word). This week it's Continuity. I like things and people and traditions you can count on. Turns out, my continuity has been seriously messed with this year, but not totally done away with... ..... like these chubby-cheeked …
I talk on the phone to my parents and Mom laments. After the initial holiday enthusiasm wanes, after her annual Christmas craft faire is done, after her festive packages are mailed, there is the let down. The perfect Christmas seems to elude. Quiet waiting is all that is left. Then it's my turn .....there are no kids or grandkids dropping …
When I packed up my old dining room and moved to the new, several note books made the trip. Notepads, small spiral-bound note books and pens were always kept by the phone. In this new space I carry a cell phone and have no designated message area. I worry I'll forget something important before I can write it …
I've done a lot of praying for wisdom and strength lately, but today I asked for something new. JOY. I need joy. This house sorely needs joy. I was flooded with memories of my great-grandmother. She had no material wealth that I know of. Almost all the years I knew her she lived with her youngest daughter, Ruth, …
Tradition and continuity... I love them both. Thanksgiving holiday was different this year. There was no crowd squashed around the table - - only we three. With all the tumult of moving and change a quiet day was perfectly in order. And I must say... Doug's turkey was outstanding... as was my pumpkin pie. We do pretty …
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