About a decade ago I packed this duffel bag. My 72-hour kit. I was attending a CERT (Community Emergency Response Team) class, and had to bring it in on the last day. It was so big, so heavy that I dragged it in. Just as I tend to over think things, I typically over prepare. …
I don't have words for this space lately. At least not words fit to publish. Maybe it's media overload. Maybe it's storms and loss and hurting people. Maybe it's too much political trash talk. All I know is last Friday, Doug and I took the long way home after a few days away from normal. …
Last Sunday, on my weekly post, I was going to include the fact I'd achieved ROY.G.BIV in my closet. Months earlier I'd complimented my husband on his new-found closet organizing, color coordinating skills. He waved across his shirts and said, "ROYGBIV" (pronounced roy-ga-biv). I'd never heard the term before. red-orange-yellow-green-blue-indigo-violet. Am I the only person on the planet who did not know that …
There’s an old shed on our property that needs to come down… ever since we lived there actually... which is about 8,694 days. But like many things, it was put on the back burner. It was too cold outside, too rainy, too hot, too much stuff stored inside and what would we do with it all anyway? But …
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 …
My life has changed a lot. Suddenly. Although it wasn't a surprise. I knew it was coming. I boastfully said, "I can do this". I retired from my job a week and a half ago.... traveled for an anniversary celebration with my parents.... then hit the road back home. But "Home" is a vague place. The old one is a mess, …
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