I don't belong to either major political party. I have voted for candidates in almost every party. I even voted for Ross Perot... twice! But I must say... last election day really shook up my conservative self. I managed to not eat the chocolate chips in the freezer... then went to bed early. I feel pretty good now. The first presidential election …
Category: Change
How He Makes a Home
We've lived here almost one year now... still living out of boxes. Should I still feel like I'm living in a motel room? It's not my place to decorate or make wholesale change because, in a sense, I'm a guest. I keep clean, keep safe and keep familiar the surroundings of the one we care for. But what …
The best thing I learned this summer
As my husband might say, “I have a case of the fall-a-parts”. Things have been breaking loose, you know... a summer of being undone. The last couple months have been full of things I've never experienced before... - cancelled a very important trip for an emergency tooth extraction - lost all my credit cards and didn't …
How I Can Look Like A Rusty Tractor
The man has a knack for spotting old things stuck in the bushes… along a road… in someone’s driveway… out in the middle of no-where. He catches a glimpse... of a headlight, a tail light amongst the branches, a rusty fender… and more often than not it ends up in our yard. Last weekend’s acquisition is …
Seeing the Light
I'd not been to our old house for at least a month... husband's travels, my travels, other obligations. And it's not like we've got time to spare... the old place needs it's facelift finished so a new family can move in... so we can stop stressing over it being vacant... and stop spending money we don't have... cause Mama needs …
Do all roads lead home?
I've been gone a few days. I've been "home" for a couple. Writing has eluded me. My mind is overloaded and my heart is sad. Family and love call me south. Family and obligation call me north. It looks like Interstate 5 and my trusty car will get a work out this summer. And that's ok... ... …
Encouraging One Another
The trees we haven't planted yet... propped against the workshop... just can't wait to bloom. Promise. A new friend calls... "How'd it go" ...so we talk about that. And she tells me about her garden and the great find from the thrift shop and what they're having for dinner and I can't help but smile because I can …
Getting Through the Layers
One of the positive aspects of moving out of our family home and into this caregiving situation, which I've opined about (possibly too much) in past blog posts.... is that we are able to do much-needed repair work with the house empty. There was a time we thought our best bet would be to demolish it and …
A House or A Home
I've always defined the word house as a generic building people live in. I've always defined home as the place you go at night, where you feel safe... where you belong. Presently, in my mind anyway, we have both a house and a home. And both of them gave me a great workout this weekend. The …
Opening Up
Last weekend we tore up the floor in an upper bedroom. Truthfully, I didn’t actually do the tearing up… I just did the odd jobs, clean-up, took pictures and kept the coffee going. We’ve owned that house for 23 years. For 23 years my husband said “I will tear up that floor and find out …
Heart's Home 