Momma Look!
“Momma watch me!” How many times a day do we hear that? It wears me out! I look, but then they want to show me again…and again. Whether it’s my 12-year-old upside down in a handstand on the wall, my third-grader showing me her most recent crocheted ankle bracelet (I’m wearing one now!), or my son showing me how he can lift the chair with one muscular arm, they all need my attention, encouragement, and delight.
You Did That On Purpose?
I wear my hair spiked up in the back in a style that sort of looks like bed-head. In fact, a lady once told me, “honey, I wake up looking like that, and I work hard to fix it”. I told her, “Well, don’t work so hard!”
Bad Connection
May 6, 2024 by admin
Filed under Life Topics
It’s been a frustrating day. My job revolves around being on the Internet. Today however, the internet service in my small town has been down almost all day. It’s disrupted my routine, irritated me and caused me to get behind on some of my assigned work. At first I was concerned that maybe my connection was interrupted because of a loose wire, but after checking to be sure everything was hooked up properly and making a quick call to my internet provider, I was informed the problem was on their end.
Hoot Owls and Freebies!
Usually I start my day sitting in my sunroom early in the morning, curled up in my recliner with my coffee and watching the birds, squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits and whatever else may come by! There is a hoot owl that comes every spring, and, throughout the summer his “hoot” greets me in the morning and evening. The soft tones of his voice drift through the early morning breezes as if to say "good morning" and again in the evening, the old fellow's voice drapes the dusk of night and says, "Sleep well." It is such a peaceful sound.
Holding on to the Unchangeable
May 2, 2024 by admin
Filed under Personal Growth
I don’t like change, and I don’t like surprises. I want everything done decently and in order. Predictability is just below godliness on my list. The problem is, I live in a very unpredictable world—, and so do you. From the time I was a young girl, however, I knew things weren’t as they should be. Inequity surrounded me, but I felt impotent to do anything about it. As a result, when I hit my teens, I became a champion of causes, defending the underdog at every opportunity and jumping on every soapbox that demanded justice for someone. None of it did much good, though. You see, I recognized the problem but I didn’t know the Problem-Solver. I saw the injustice but had no relationship with the righteous Judge. I longed for people to be treated fairly and equally but erroneously believed that unfair and unequal human beings could dispense such treatment.
