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Let’s Take a Hike!
I love the warbling of the birds, the chatter and scolding of the chipmunks, and often the sound of the creek nearby. And yes, I hum that song….my green cathedral. It’s really almost worshipful to me and I do thank God for His beautiful creation each time I’m out there.
Profound Loss to Precious Memories
I recalled something I'd learned in my grief class about loss—and memories. They told us our profound loss would one day become precious memories.
Cleaning And Organizing–a Different Kind of Grief
Moving forward in life and even in my grieving process has its highs and lows.
Travels And Other Thoughts
We didn't discuss our party affiliation and who we voted for. Instead, we talked about where we were from, our families and what we'd seen so far. It was so nice to visit with others and enjoy our nation's capital. I'm so proud to live here. All of our drivers were from other countries and were very happy to live here. Certainly we have our problems, our differences, but we enjoy so much. Most of all freedom.
Travels with Shirley and Jim
Then, our highlight of the day, visiting the State Department.
It’s a First World Problem
This late afternoon we were notified they found our luggage! Yeah! We could retrieve needed medication, and clothing we needed--or thought we did.
Final Quarter
Jim and I talk about our "final quarter" of life--and that we need to make the most of it. We're newlyweds and enjoy being married so much, we celebrate weeks and months, not years.
A Rose for Mama
I think about my own mother at least once a day. She was a good one. She was wise, intelligent, talented, loving, and beautiful too. I was proud of her. She wasn’t perfect but she was a very good mom.
True Showers
Originally published August 15, 2015 Yesterday, Jim and I read [...]
Birthday Thoughts on Getting Older
So, instead of bemoaning the fact that I’m another year older, I’ll enjoy it that I still produce fruit and enjoy the gray hair of experience--the splendor of the old. What else can I do? The alternative is to not grow older, and I’m not ready for that. So, I’ll enjoy tomorrow. Open presents, cards, and share a special meal with family.
Finding Closure
Things were so different then than now. Mothers now get to see their stillborn baby and say goodbye to them. I didn't have that opportunity because the hospitals just didn't do that then. They were trying to be helpful, but instead, it extended the grieving.
Run to Him (And Taste and See)
I discovered the terrible loss of a lifetime mate who was the father of my children, was far more difficult than any mountain we’d ever climbed. I remembered those words on the wall by the door in my childhood door: Blessed are you who run to Him. I remembered, and believed. I worked through those lonely harsh days of loss—because grief is work—and began to breathe freely again, just like after a mountain climb and you get to the top.
The Delights of Spring
I love waking up to them and hearing them chatter as we walk. I’ll never forget this robin, pecking at the window. He was an encouragement to me when I was broken with grief. He visited me for about a week, like he was peering in, to see if I was all right.
He Gave….For Us
Our group stood quietly in the gloomy lower place. No one spoke, except our tour guide who gave brief explanations of where we were.
Profound Loss–To Sweet Memories
How do you get from profound loss to sweet memories, you might ask. I would say from my experience, you work through the grief. It is work to grieve. Don’t try to fool yourself that time alone takes care of the grief, for it doesn’t completely.
Draw Me Close
It is the heart that puts distance between us and [...]
Run Your Race
I’ve been watching high school track and field events my [...]
Take A Look Back—You Might Be Surprised!
I’m a journal writer. I don’t sit and write about [...]