It’s My Birthday. I Can Cry Happy Tears if I Want To.
Sweet time with my Frisco family yesterday at a great restaurant and then to see the new “Overcomer” movie. I was totally on that bandwagon of celebrating me. This is my life — the only one that was meant for me. Alexia asked “Nana, how does it feel to be younger than the Great Depression?…
A Rainy Morning Lesson on Vanity
It’s Sunday morning. Last night I laid the clothes out that I’m wearing to church this morning. It’s an early one. I must be there to sign in by 7:30 am. I’m doing my best to give away clothes that I haven’t worn in a year, so I pull out an outfit I haven’t worn…
A Hot Mess Because Life Can Be Messy
I have served on faith-based women’s teams and was amused when I heard some of the young women, after a long day of being “mom” to their young family, exclaim “I’m a hot mess!” I’ll admit I didn’t know what that meant but it did seem they were frazzled and welcomed being a part of…
Coincidence or PROVIDENTIAL Circumstance
Providential: involving divine intervention; occurring at a favorable time; opportune, heaven-sent, fortunate, timely. Before Mom’s Estate Sale, I sent pictures to my children of “Granny’s Home” unlike any way they could conceive – in complete disarray compared to the pristine way it always looked “on her watch”. When Mom and Dad’s home was destroyed by…
Treasuring the Treasures of Life and in the Light of Eternity
If you keep up with my posts, you’ll know that I’ve been going back and forth to Tulsa over the last few weeks to help with my 95-year old Mother-in-Law‘s move to Karen’s (my sis-in-law’s) home. It was Mom’s admission of not wanting to live alone “in this big house” any longer, when she told…
One Gal’s Junk…..Another Gal’s Treasure
My sis-in-law and I share a sweet memory of the estate sale company that we owned and operated. We witnessed the “junk” of many become the “treasures” for others. Perspective. A useless Tupperware lid for one, but for another it was just what they needed. Old worthless baby stroller for one, to another it was…
Hidden Treasures
Upon my return from Texas, I went to see Mom. I know she loves getting the latest news about all the family and I use my visual aids (my cell phone’s photos) to describe it all. I had lots of photos from Payton’s 16th birthday celebrations to show her, that she loved. She played baseball…
Retirement — Not a Word in my Vocabulary!
We all have treasures inside of us — there’s skills, talents and potential that God put there, and it’s up to us to grow and develop them. If we don’t, we’ll find that “rocking chair” or “couch” — “just switching channels on the remote control” — becomes “that’s all there is” to us. We will…
Is Your Home Built on Solid Rock or Sinking Sand?
We were just kids when we married (I was 17; he was 18). Funny the dreams we had back then. Often, we’d go “looking” for our dream home…. the newest mobile home models, in hopes of owning one someday. That was pie-in-the-sky dreaming back then, because my husband was a college student, and I was…