Tangible: something that can be touched or felt… Today is Tuesday. It started out damp and cloudy but ended liked I had hoped it would; warm and sunny with the brightest of blue skies. It is incredible how a spirit can change when the weather takes a turn for the best. This morning, after my chores, I decided to sit down […]
Tonight I had the pleasure of sharing dinner with my sister, Donna, and her husband, Albert. It is always a pleasure when family members get together. However, this story is about friends; church friends, neighbor friends, and new friends. It’s about the teens and parents working together; serving a meal, clearing the plates, and offering delicious desserts. I found the […]
With Christmas right around the corner, I thought I would write a little story about what the holiday means to me. First and foremost, Christmas is about the birth of our Savior, Jesus. I love to read about the journey of Mary and Joseph, the obstacles they faced, the birth of Jesus, the star that led the Wise men and […]
January 29th has come and gone. I don’t know why it has taken me so long to write this letter. Well, I might have an idea. The days leading up to the 29th were very cold with a mixture of snow, rain, and everything in between. The 29th was a day that took a toll on my heart. A day that took […]
On Saturday, February 6th, my husband and I traveled to the Naval Academy with my daughter, her husband and her father in-law. We were on our way to watch my grandson, Midshipman Christian Correale compete against Army in gymnastics. Now, I could write about how beautiful the academy is, how Navy beat Army, and how my grandson scored his personal best on the parallel bars and rings; but I’m not. Tonight, I choose to write about the parents of these wonderful young men and women, who chose to serve their country, whether through the academy or enlisting in one of the military branches. My pleasure and more……. It has been my pleasure to visit both the Naval Academy and West Point. I also have many friends who have a son or daughter serving at home or abroad. My oldest son,enlisted right out of high school in the eighties, as well. Whenever I travel, and see a man or woman, regardless of age, dressed in uniform, I always try to strike up a conversation. It is important to let them know how much I appreciate what they do not only for me, but for all of us. Whether I am at a military football game, gymnastic meet, or talking with parents, who have a son or daughter serving, I am always in awe of the tremendous love and pride they feel for their loved ones. It is written on their faces, and heard through their beautiful […]
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