Naked came I out of my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return thither.*
An estate sale
My friend called to tell me about some wonderful sheets that she found at an estate sale near my house. As you probably know, good sheets are terribly expensive. Well worth the price as they last forever, but still a shock when first purchased.
Thinking that it would be great to find some inexpensive but nice sheets for my two adult sons and their families, I went to the estate sale. Continue reading “Naked Came I”
I am trying to do at least one good deed per day.
No, I am not working toward a Girl Scout badge.
It’s just that in my world and in the world at large, I find that giving and helping others satisfies my soul.
It satisfies my soul while grounding me during the emotional upheaval of my young daugher-in-law’s cancer struggle. Stage 4.
I believe that I am making a difference.
Continue reading “Helping myself and others…”
A call to action in Oregon.
My friends and I and many others will be on the road to Sheridan tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “The Road to Sheridan: Love Leads Us”
Many of you know that our lives are in limbo waiting for a new treatment plan for my daughter-in-law.
Continue reading “Still waiting…”
At my annual physical exam, my doctor shared with me the story of a small growth that he had ignored years ago.
He was too busy in medical school to have to have it removed.
Continue reading “Exasperating Men”
Today is my birthday which puts me in a philosophical frame of mind.
I found myself thinking about the tumultuous year that flew by.
So many good things! Life was a joy. My sons and their families were doing great.
Continue reading “Musings on my birthday”
I am exhausted.
What started as a lovely Sunday turned into a harrowing experience.
Continue reading “No Rest This Sunday”
Cherish moments & experiences, not things.
~Shana Verstegen, Lumberjack & Fitness Pro
Continue reading “Head up. Keep Moving.”
Sometimes help comes from the least expected place.
Sometimes help comes when we don’t know we need it.
Sometimes it comes in a few sentences rolled into a few paragraphs.
Continue reading “My Italian Bulldozer”
The devil is one of my oldest companions.
When I was a lazy child my Mother would scold me,
“The devil finds work for idle hands!”
So, I dutifully skulked off to my room or anywhere out of her sight.
Or, I found something to do.
Continue reading “The Devil and Me”