It’s not that I don’t love a beautiful table. I do. Really I do. I have white dishes just so I can create a table setting for any season just by adding colorful napkins and a centerpiece. (I’m practical that way.) It is a joy for me to put together the pieces, adding a touch…
Yep. It’s one of those days. Gray and cloudy and cold and wet. On the outside too. Begging for just a hint of sunshine to brighten the day…
I am a wife. A mom. A nana. Sister, daughter, friend, barber, cook, dishwasher, housecleaner, writer, leader, teacher, baby-sitter– clothes washing, bill paying, record keeping, dog bathing, shopping ninja… And that was just today. Tomorrow is another story. And there are those days, I admit, that I am tempted to throw in the towel. But…
Or so it seems. The very definition of happiness can be elusive, so why do we think our pursuit will end in anything other than a temporary feeling? Maybe we should consider the vastness of this chasm: To one, the idea of happiness is found only in the absence of trouble… …while another sees it…
Someone on Facebook posed this question: “If we’re so thankful, why is it that the day after Thanksgiving, we’re all rushing out to get more of the “stuff” that the world says will make you happy?” Good question. We all think, “If I could just have _________, then I’d be happy!” or, “If I could…
