I hate getting corrected or scolded. Whether it’s a snarky comment on social media or a pompous sales clerk doesn’t matter — negative comments make me feel small. Recently, a local restaurant offered us a “Buy One Get One” meal deal for my husband’s birthday. The coupon specified “dine-in only”. It was a great deal, and we… Read More You Could Have Chosen Kind
I don’t know about you, but my year has been a real downer. As if the virus wasn’t enough, we also have people rioting in the streets over issues of freedom and race. Don’t get me wrong. There is definitely a time to fight – to save your home and family, to stop a crime… Read More Say Something Nice!
Well, I’ve resisted for as long as I can….I didn’t want to jump on the “pandemic article” bandwagon, but I just can’t hold back any longer. Because we are heading towards week Four of this state-wide quarantine and I just can’t be quiet any longer. Tensions are building, tempers are short (and getting shorter by… Read More Quarantine IN Sanity – “The Ostrich Method”
I probably never thought about these things either, when I was young and had two good legs. Amazing how time changes things. Yesterday I stopped at the grocery store for a few things. As usual, I took a ride-on shopper cart. My knees ran out of cartilage some years ago (I Knew I should have… Read More Little Things Mean a Lot – Old Knees, Old Needs
I was trying to write, really I was. Then Jack, our chihuahua, came up on the couch and laid on his back, with his soft tummy right under my arm. He nudged me with his nose – dog speak for “hey, pet my tummy!”, then sighed contentedly when I complied. It reminded me of a… Read More Rub My Tummy – Lessons My Dog Taught Me
Ever said No to a friend or even a stranger’s request? Can you? I just can’t seem to say no. I don’t know why. There’s probably a 12-step program somewhere for people like me. I like making people happy and I hate disappointing them. Also, I know how hard it is for me to ask… Read More Don’t Wanna, Can’t Make Me…Well, Maybe…
I may not ever be a “famous author” – and that’s okay. Because if I touch One life, then I’ll have done what God intended when I was given the gift of words. Because the life I touch will go on to touch other lives, who will go on to touch even more, outward and… Read More If I Touch One Life…That’s Okay
When mom (and various self-help gurus over the years) used to tell me to “use the gifts God gave you”, I thought she was talking about…you know…the stuff pretty girls have – amazing looks, big boobs, flirty personalities. None of which God chose to endow me with. Now I know she what she meant. Use… Read More Use the Gifts God Gave You
Time changes things. That goes without saying. So the man I met in 1994, is not the man I’m married to today. Oh, he’s the same Person – just not the same man. He’s changed. And that’s a good thing, though he might not always see it that way. When we met in 1994, at… Read More You’re Not the Man I Married: a love letter to my husband
One of my favorite stories when I was a child, was “Scuffy the Tugboat”, a tale of a boat who wasn’t happy in his small tub and so set out to explore the bigger world. Of course, Scuffy learns that the big world isn’t as great as his little tub and so he returns home.… Read More I Was Meant for Bigger Things
