Many years ago, my best friend from New York called me sobbing. She was at work when she learned the sad news that her father had passed. Her world revolved around the kind man, and it was a horrible tragedy. She was at her desk and completely undone. I asked her calmly to hand the […]
The first thing I do after I open my eyes in the morning is talk to God. Then, I talk to Farmer Dean. Then, I turn the music on at my house. My brother calls it “grocery store music,” but I call it music from the 1940s and 50s. It’s soothing to my soul. As […]
This spring afternoon felt like another dismal fall-like day. And when those types of days come around, if you’re anything like me, you start feeling discouraged. I like to turn days like this around. How, you ask? Well, it usually means brewing a good pot of steaming coffee, baking some of Grandma Thelma’s gingersnaps, and […]
I have written about the journey of life in relationship to … the bus ride. In case you missed that earlier blog, I’ll remind everyone about the ride because it has one again happened, and left me on the side of the road, pondering my journey. Sometimes their ride is for many years and you […]