Compassion
Our family is, generally speaking, a compassionate bunch of people. My husband and our sons are stars at it. I call them “Good Samaritans.” They go the extra mile to help people who are in difficult situations. Giving comes naturally…
Storms
Right now there is a storm raging in the Caribbean. Weather analysts have been able to track it, but can’t predict what it will do. Will it hover where it is until it runs out of steam? Will it strike…
Windows
Among the thousands of photographs that my daughter and I take, you will find many of windows. All kinds of windows. Plain windows. Decorative windows. Shuttered windows. Stained glass windows. Windows with window boxes full of flowers. Leaded glass windows.…
Comparison
Comparison is a game we all play sometimes. It can be a valuable experience if it leads to correct evaluation and improvement on our part. But it can be trouble. Some things should not be compared. That only leads to…
Heaven
Heaven has been on my mind a lot the last few days. A dear friend from our Sunday School class has just gone there. I wonder what it’s like and what she is experiencing now. When I was young, my…
New Projects
Well, it’s that time of year again, and I’m on a new project. This is something for my family members for Christmas. Every year I try to come up with something different. Sometimes I make poetry booklets. A couple of…
New Pics, New Poem
My message to you today is that there are new pictures in the gallery and a new poem in my poetry page of my website. They are reflecting our family time that we recently shared in Alabama. The pics show…
Memories
Our family recently gathered in the mountains of Alabama (yes, there are mountains there) to celebrate my 80th birthday. I feel so blessed! So full of satisfaction! When I got home I did a lot of reflecting and wrote a…
Back Rub
I really enjoy it when my husband rubs my back. It feels so good that I almost forget about my aching knees. Oh, they still hurt; but I’m more focused on the good feeling than the bad. That seems to…
Reality
It is said that mirrors do not lie. But sometimes I wonder. There’s an old lady staring at me that I hardly recognize. She has lots of wrinkles, swatches of white hair and sagging skin under her chin. And that’s…