You cannot love a thing without wanting to fight for it G. K. Chesterton My dad was a quiet man who loved big fireworks. I miss him on the 4th of July. When it was dark enough, with his carefully selected box of fireworks in hand, Dad would walk to the end of our driveway …
I have slept in unusual places. It began the day I got married. We left our wedding reception in a hale of rice. With the passenger side window stuck open, I got the worst of it. Rice and all, we headed to San Francisco, to the place I "thought" we would spend the night. Unfortunately, …
Actually, a couple last things. I'm ready to move on from this exploration of turning 70, but first, in no particular order............ SUGAR IS THE DEVIL - My son used to say "women are the devil", but since he married one and they gave birth to one, I'm assuming he got over that misconception. But …
To hope means to be ready at every moment for that which is not yet born, and yet not become desperate if there is no birth in our lifetime. Emily Dickinson One son lives on the east side of the country with his family. Three sons and their families live two hours (give or take) …
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Doug and I wake early every morning. He gets dressed and drives a few miles down the road to his favorite coffee shop, joins a group of farmers and truck drivers and together they solve the world's problems. Or, at least they give them a good talking to. Later he tells me about the guy …
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I think I can talk about this now. I actually googled "how to be 70". Before I could type in the whole question, my words automatically populated the field. I am not the only one who has asked this on the internet! A lengthy list of links appeared. The first was an article from AARP's …
Originally posted, May 2012 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I've been thinking a lot about that sneaky word - Someday... ... about how I let it rob me of time I thought I had... and what am I going to do about that now? ... about my parents as they face major change. As Mom said the other day, …
Three favorite stories, short and sweet... At Passover Meal, knowing he would suffer and die, knowing his disciples had no clue what was about to happen, Jesus told them of his eager longing to share this meal with them. An eager longing to share. He loved them like that. (from Luke 22:14-20) At that same …
It's doubtful anyone who knows my family would associate our surname with minimalism. I know I'm bucking the tide, but it's a way of life that appeals to me more and more. I'm a fan of Joshua Becker's, Becoming Minimalist, website. He's practical and inspiring. I didn't care for her book, but watched every episode …
Last year I had the privilege of completing a quilt that began its life over 70 years ago. Maybe even 80 years. In the mid 1940s, while visiting the woman who would become her mother-in-law, my mom was given several unfinished quilt tops. Mom thinks it was Grandma Vera's way of bribing her to marry …
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