Yesterday, seven friends met at Robbie’s house for our monthly luncheon: Peg, Jane, Beth, Deb, Susan as well as Robbie and me. Food was mouth-waterin’ good: broccoli casserole, chicken and dumplings, frito pie, salads, cinnamon cake, cornbread…you name it, everybody’s favorite was on the list and we had a lot of choices. As I wrote […]
Jun 1, 2017
When In Danger or In Doubt, Make a Decision
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When in danger or in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout. Or, better yet, make a decision. I hate hovering between two or more choices, don’t you? Yet, sometimes a choice seems impossible to make because I don’t know the outcome. Running in circles, screaming and shouting doesn’t help much, but that’s what comes to […]
May 31, 2017
While Driving Down the Street One Day
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While driving down the street one day in the merry month of May…I was taken by surprise by a sight that met my eyes. For a moment, it took my breath away! There I was, just driving down the busy street, watching traffic, and I met a man on a motorcycle. Nothing wrong with that […]
May 30, 2017
What’s With Those Teachers, Anyhow?
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A mug of sizzling hot coffee sits on my desk. In the yard, a robin swoops toward the zinnias, a couple of squirrels play tag in my neighbor’s yard. And my thoughts return to olden, golden days, school days–and the teachers who walked in and out of the classrooms of my life. Those teachers were […]
May 29, 2017
Thank You and God Bless You
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How can I write about Memorial Day and the importance of honoring those valiant young people (yes, for the most part, they were young) who stood between their beloved homes and freedom? A simple thank you to these courageous men and women seems completely inadequate. If I knew nothing at all about freedom, if I […]
May 28, 2017
What’s Hiding in Those Small, Dark Corners?
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Another school year has drawn to a close. Teachers and students are cleaning out their desks, discarding some things, returning others, and taking home what’s left. I remember those days! But, what is hiding in those small, dark desk corners? In those far-off years of my girlhood, I actually sat at a wooden desk, the kind […]
