THE Man for All Seasons
Yesterday my blog was dedicated to honoring my precious son aka son-in-law. As I called him a “Man for all Seasons – Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall”, I had this gnawing going on inside me. While Larry is a great guy and conquers each season with dignity, honor, and true grit, I had to step…
A Man for all Seasons
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall – all you have to do is call, and he’ll come running. Please let me introduce you to that beautiful man on his birthday. Larry Wallace, my daughter’s husband; Payton and Alexia’s dad and I call him my son! We share him with the many who he “fathers”, “friends”, and…
Write the Vision. Make it Plain.
I’m a note taker and list maker. I’m on purpose to keep my eyes and ears wide open for an aha or idea or a name of someone I want to remember or a story or message that might be the inspiration for an upcoming blog. It has served me well. If I listen to…
No Thanks! I Can Do It Myself!
Funny how, in this independent mindset that we hold on to for so long, we become almost TOO GOOD at being self-sufficient. I’m guilty as charged. Fortunately, there have been very few things that I can’t do myself these days, especially in this age of being able to google just about anything to DIY (do…
Just a Little
“Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.” — Thérèse de Lisieux Ever accidentally step on an anthill and before you know it, ants are coming out and on you? That was me!…
You’ve Got to Try a Little Kindness
Glen Campbell first sang that song in 1970. It was a smash hit. You’ve got to try a little kindnessYes show a little kindnessJust shine your light for everyone to seeAnd if you try a little kindnessThen you’ll overlook the blindnessOf narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets God repeatedly speaks about being “kind to one…
This Just Wasn’t MY Plan
What happens when our intentions, our goals, or our plans goes awry? “This isn’t what I (or we) planned!” How well I remember that place of feeling stuck. Our lives were not going the way we had planned. Although it was always the greatest desire of our hearts to trust the Father completely, trusting wasn’t…
God, My Husband and My Chiropractor
I am by no means comparing my chiropractor to God, but I have noticed both have similarities. Years ago, I fell down a flight of stairs — 12 steps from top to bottom…..on MY bottom. The breath was knocked out of me and I felt like a compressed-together accordion. I had a serious back injury…
We Need Anchors
When I was moving to Austin, I had two choices of areas where I’d like to live. One, was in a quiet area of town, several minutes away from traffic and shopping. OR the more active, bustling area of town – walking distance from anchor stores like Target, Home Goods, Wal-Mart AND, five minutes from…
Shut the Front Door
That’s what my Mom said when I left the front door open! Her exact words were: “Shut the front door, Barnio!” I don’t know, to this day, who Barnio was, but I do know she meant business. Not only did it mean to really shut the front door, the main entrance of the house, but…