It’s Almost October!

You could read the title of this post in several ways, depending on which word you emphasize, and what voice inflection you give: Here is the phrase from my friends who suffer during the dark days of winter. Note their tone of despair: It’s almost October!...

Loving the Broken Things

Evidently, I missed National Teddy Bear Week recently. Yesterday, I pulled this little guy from the box where he’d been packed for the last several months. Our three-year-old granddaughter grabbed him up for a squeeze and said, “Oh, he’s...

No One is Ordinary

Our three-year-old granddaughter saw a framed photo of my husband and me this week. “Oh,” she said, “It’s Sheriff Grandpa and Princess Grandma.” Neither of us is wearing the appropriate attire for those titles. The only time she’s...

Something We All Need

Today, I told our granddaughter, Langley, that Gramps and I have to go pick up 61 boxes of flooring and then get them unloaded into our new house. She is an exceptionally wise three-year-old and is always looking for ways to help. I told her the boxes would be too...

Our Forever Home (It’s not what you think)

This morning’s social media tour is bringing up loads of pictures from the summer Homecoming celebration in the little community where I was born and raised. We had 28 people in our graduating class, and most of us had been together for twelve years or longer. I...

Only Yesterday …

This weekend, our two oldest grandsons led the way for several years of college graduations in our family. (Nod to the grandson who may become a chef and open an eatery on the beach. We will celebrate with equal vigor.) Seeing these men in all their finery, with...