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Pre Autumn Thoughts
There’s never a place where God is not and I’m so glad. He is there. For me. For you.
Fewer Tomorrows
Did you know you have fewer tomorrows than any other day in your life?
Riding the Rails
We passed numerous ranches and farms, saw lovely trees and even a stream.
We Went East to find West
We camped in the Blue Mountains, south of Lake Wallawa and Joseph, Oregon and here’s a little of what we experienced: the clean smell of juniper, the rugged mountains—glacier scraped sides, studded with boulders. Up high near the top, are grassy meadows. We are close to the mountains and they seem to climb forever to the deep blue skies. The trees display a palette of greens: the tall pines have an olive green cast, the fir a darker green, contrasted by the lighter mint green deciduous trees. Like brave sentinels, the trees cling to the steep sides.
He is There
I thought about that. A “bit” of God? Why not take the whole—He is there. Up. Down. All around. Without it, I would falter with so many things that happen in life.
The Marvels of Summer
I love summer with a new flowers every day pushing out a new bloom or more.
And The Morning Stars Sang…..
I wanted to pinch myself as I sat in the front row of this music room, where I could have touched the musicians as they focused on their music. All of them have traveled throughout the world with their musical gift. Several were concertmasters in major symphony orchestras. All possessed degrees of the high credentials. Such sound!
The Sale
“No, I’m sorry, you’re short $800.” I sighed, looked around the busy bank, not quite knowing what to do. I internally scolded myself. Why, oh why didn’t I recount the money?
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.