Evicting the Worry Wart
I don’t usually invite worry over for coffee. I’m more of a “blue skies ahead, God’s got this” kind of gal. But every now and then, that pesky Worry Wart sneaks in like it owns the place. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t ask permission. It just plops itself down, right next to my peace, and…
On a Day Like Today
If you lived during the sweetest of times with me (the late 50s and 60s), you’ll probably remember this old song by Pat Boone: “On a day like today we passed the time away, writing love letters in the sand”. I didn’t write in sand two days ago on the anniversary of my sweetheart’s graduation…