I love sitting on my front porch. Whether it is reading a good book, listening to music, taking in the beautiful summer flowers, or talking to those walking by. Since I live in an old Victorian house, my porch reflects the period. In the corner of my porch, next to my glider with the flowered cushions, sits a small, round […]
It is early Saturday morning, today is the day, looked at the clock, got up, drank coffee, washed up, got dressed, combed hair, coat on, husband started the car, got in, seatbelt on, ready to go, heart cracking, tears well. I am on my way to say, “Good-bye.” Quiet drive, eyes out the window, everything seemed the same, the sun […]
Skyler James was born on July 1, 2016. He was a perfect little baby with ten fingers and ten toes and ahead of brown hair. Skyler had eyes of blue and a warm smile that could melt a summer snow cone. Little did we know that on July 29, 2016, this precious little guy would make his journey to Heaven. […]
February is one of my favorite months of the year. I love Valentine’s Day. I love sending cards to my family and friends and dipping pretzels in dark chocolate for special surprises. I love seeing men, women, teens, and children buying beautiful flowers for their loved ones. I love the smiles on the faces of husbands and wives, enjoying a delicious dinner. I love walking into a nursing home with its hallways and doorways, decorated with red and pink hearts. My heart soars when I see the happiness it brings the residents and all those families and friends who visit. I love seeing school children, decorating a bag or a box, and proudly depositing a card into each one. I love their expressions and laughter at the end of the school day, as they read each card and giggle. I am in love with love. Everything about it. Valentine’s Day and every day of the year. The other side of the coin….. My heart aches for the number of lonely folks out there whether it is Valentine’s Day or any other day of the year. I see them when helping at the homeless shelter. I see seniors that are missing their families who have passed on to heaven. I see it in the wife who sits by her husband in the hospital, with no one to lean on. I see it in the quiet child who has a difficult time making friends. All of these folks knew love, gave love, […]
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