So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda. John Steinbeck I am often fearful of hitting the Publish button instead of the Preview …
"Honey, I can't stop moving cause I might not get going again", my grandpa often said. I thought he was talking about going for a walk, or wrangling horses, or making hot dog and parmesan cheese tacos. Turns out his observation applies to much, much more... Like writing words on paper... which sounds kind of wimpy compared to what he used …
I became intrigued with the blogging world about three years ago and began to follow several. By e-reader or email, these blogs faithfully showed up. For awhile. Then some tapered off so I’d need to remind myself what it was I liked about them in the first place. And then the day came when I’d open my email …
So my last post.... I share my big dream to the extent I know it. I say something about "...be joyful, blah, blah...regardless of circumstance, blah, blah...write, blah, blah...be encouraging, blah, blah"...... This week... I don't want to write a post AT ALL because I couldn't stay joyful and I feel like a failure so why …
I've been ruminating on Holley's invitation to join the pursuit of a "God-sized Dream". My God-sized Dream. I'm to wrap that dream with words today. Seriously. Not as easy as I thought it would be. What I dream about has changed so much. Like when I was six... and wanted to be a cowboy. Since I …
31 Days of Aging Grace is still fresh in my mind. I've never written and posted to my blog for 31 days straight. Well, almost 31 days... If you look at the list of links during the month of October, day eleven is link-less. I tried to cover up a bit and glossed over it on …
someday.... when I grow up I'll never get married or have kids and I will travel all over and do things and meet people and write great stories - yea, I'm going to be a writer... someday... when my sons are grown I'll have time to write about the places we've lived and people we've met and the things we …
Twice I circled the arrival lanes at Anchorage Airport. No husband. He had called two hours earlier, and I must say, after nine weeks it was about time. The kids and I scrambled into the old Chevy suburban and trekked to town... 45 minutes on a good day... one hour on a bad. Today it was very …
I've been thinking a lot on the legacy I will leave behind. Not sure why this has captured my thought process so much lately. Of course, living with an aged person... and on the fast track to becoming one myself, I guess it's kind of "normal". I mean, what will my kids and grandkids remember most about me? Will they …
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I am amazed at how hard this is... once I've made a decision and a committment to do something... how hard it is to do. On March 1st I joined an accountability group of writers to set goals for the book I've wanted to write for twenty years. First off... just saying I joined a group of writers sounds silly …
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