Are You a Cry Baby?
I watched my dear Larry (Staci’s husband — my bonus son), speak to his daughter on the eve of her wedding. As he looked at her, his voice wobbled and the tears started to flow. And, his first look at her the next day — adorned in her beautiful wedding gown — those tears flowed…
I’m Amazed that I Know So Much
I’m a knower. I know a lot of things.I know I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed (but I can still hammer out a decent blog post).I know I’m not winning any “beauty queen” trophies.I know my muscles don’t flex quite like they did when I was twenty — and that’s okay because elastic…
Placing our Treasures in God’s Mighty Hands
I am being nostalgic as my youngest grandchild, Bryson, is embarking on his last year of high school. I wrote this text message to my son and daughter: “Good morning my loves. Sweet mama, I can imagine how you’re feeling as your last child and my last grandchild is heading out to his last high…
Thanks to our Heroes of Faith
In my blog yesterday, I spoke about the holy and faithful ones that the Apostle Paul wrote to in his letter to the Colossians. I should have added to that blog “Happy November”and “Happy All Saints Day! What a great start to this beautiful “Thanksgiving” month with talking about our HEROES of faith! All Saints…
Treasured Tears
I’ll admit it. I am a crybaby. The older I get, the easier it is for me to let the tears flow! During the ring exchange ceremony at our wedding, Carl was supposed to be the first to say “I do” after the words: “Do you promise to have and to hold Donna from this…