Here it comes again. Valentines Day. The day of love and romance and valentines. Only I didn’t marry Valentino. I married a man that grew up with three brothers. Mom was the only girl, pink was taboo, and love was “icky” until the first real girlfriend came along. And that was me. So what if…
“It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring!” “Rain, rain, go away–come again another day” “Raindrops Keep Fallin on My Head” “Rainy days and Mondays always get me down” The songs and poetry are endless, and so it seems, is the rain. We know it won’t last forever, but some days (like this…
Hear me out. Seriously. I know you don’t want to hear it, but it’s for your own good. For my own good. We must forgive. NOTHING— n.o.t.h.i.n.g. can replace the this simple act that can bring complete freedom. The tangled web that begins with a tiny thread of unforgiveness turns into a giant web of bitterness and…
I am a Nana, yet I still talk baby-talk to my grandbabies. I like dill pickles with my chili. I can use a sewing machine and power tools. I love to read–and sometimes take a book with me in the tree while I sit in a deer stand. Seriously, though! I don’t think I even know what “normal”…
I am not anyone important to you maybe, but I am: Wife Mom Nana Friend Daughter Sister and I am loved. Sometimes… God takes me and shows me who I really am. And what I’m not.
What is it that you’re looking for? Is it purpose? Success? Position? Or maybe it’s a person. The perfect date. The perfect spouse. The perfect children. We spend much of our life pining away for something we don’t have or for the next new gadget that comes along. I have an incredible husband. Four wonderful…
Let’s face it. We all worry. We know it doesn’t help anything, yet we choose it. Humanly speaking, I want to say, “I can’t help it!”; yet in my heart, I know it’s a choice. And sometimes I choose it. I want to let it go, and yet I don’t. I need to ponder, dwell, and…
Vacationing in our old stomping grounds, I couldn’t help but get snapshots of the things that brought back a flood of memories… See how many you can relate to as I take you on a photographic trip down memory lane! I could sit in the field forever, looking for four-leafed clovers, making necklaces and bracelets…
There will be no walking across a stage to receive a diploma. This honorary degree in the field of motherhood was bestowed on me in 1981 (the nine months before my first son was born counts!) and the real lessons began. There was no instruction manual. No class. No teacher. No book that could prepare you for this.…
…does that make it a good movie? It’s definitely a complicated answer on this one. I’m on unchartered territory here, but I HAD to post about this movie. The Good Lie is rated PG13, so it’s not for everyone. (violence, language) I am not going to critique the movie, per se, but I am recommending it. My…
Life is precious. Why something so obvious needs to be said is beyond my scope of understanding. But it’s true. Humanly speaking, we often take life for granted. We live like today–this moment–is all that matters. We scurry through the day with our own agenda and hardly give thought to what opportunities we might be…
We are all going somewhere. As a matter of fact, our culture is one of the fastest moving in the world. Not only are we driven, but much of the time we are lost and don’t even realize it. Here’s how I see it from my perspective (I just entered MILE 55):
It happens often. A song gets stuck in my head and I go to bed hearing it, wake up in the middle of the night hearing it, and think of it first thing in the morning. No wonder I love scripture songs so much. They fill my mind with truth and consume my thoughts. Not a bad…
“Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you believe in Him so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” Romans 15:13 HCSB ~~Vickie
