In “My Morning Cup” there is a paragraph about a particularly persistent purple pansy. In the chapter entitled “When I Sit in the Backyard” I write: One of my favorite backyard stories teaches me perseverance. One cold February day after the snow had partially...
Sometimes life moves at a challenging pace. The past several weeks have been particularly swift and challenging; thus, my lack of recent posts. Amidst all of the family drama over the past few weeks (much of which I have previously written about), a week ago our...
This was the view out of my bathroom window last week. It was a quick view, as I had to cut short my trip. I held on to this picture in my mind, as the magnificence of this snow-covered mound of rock took my breath away. Since this time I have thought of this image...
As you may have noticed I’ve been away from home this week. The day before we left my friend, Vanessa, who lives with us pointed out a few small, yellow, worm-like caterpillars on the kitchen ceiling. Disgusted with their presence, and being a bit of a neat-freak...
This week my work has taken me out of the country. As I prepared for my travels I learned I needed to change a few settings on my phone in order to avoid exorbitant data roaming fees. I also programmed settings allowing me to make calls and send and receive texts...
My daughters and I talk on the phone at least once a day. I love talking with them. We talk about fun things with the kids, hard things, simple things as well as deep things in our hearts. We laugh, cry, or just enjoy each others company. It's important to us to...
I was sitting on the pier at sunset, while my husband was casting a line. We were still in Jacksonville, awaiting the funeral for my father in law. Wyndham had many memories of times shared with his dad as they fished on that pier. As one who doesn’t like to smell,...
Yes, that’s right. My neighborhood had an exhibitionist. We found out because of my afternoon skate-boarding adventure. Those of you who read My Morning Cup will not be surprised to hear of this experience. .. it sort of goes with the flow. As a preteen, or perhaps...
Children and teens go back to school each year. So do I. It seems there’s always a new “class” I’m taking, like it or not. However, the beautiful thing is that my teacher is perfect. He expects my best - but he genuinely loves me and stays with me to continually...
We buried my father-in-law Saturday. He was our last living parent. It was a difficult few weeks for the family as his life left his physical body. I felt honored to be there as he breathed his last breath. He passed peacefully, and was appropriately honored. I...
Just fed my dogs. This is a routine my husband and I share every morning. Our dogs never cease to thrill at this very predictable routine. Jordan, our 14-year-old Golden Retriever, has always been fed in the basement, where we keep his giant tub of food. (No...
Wyndham and I were on a prayer walk this morning. Feeling a lot with the near-at-hand loss of his dad, we felt the urgent need to pray. Since we are near an ocean, we went there. As we were praying, the waves were particularly high and loud. As I watched the waves...