I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I came up with Angry Andrew while passing time on a hundred mile trip with the little ones back in 2016. They joined in on my impromptu lesson on anger. **************** He was known as Angry Andrew; Any mistake and … Continue reading
Hope you enjoy this rerun. It is near the top of all my posts as far as likes and comments. I still get a kick out of it. Come and grow old with me. ***************** How humiliating! I had to … Continue reading
I’m glad to find this. I need to read it to Kenlyn now that she is five. She is still my youngest great granddaughter. My dear one-year-old Kenlyn, In our family, you are the youngest, I am the oldest except … Continue reading
“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.” So saith the Bard, Shakespeare. Forgive me, Shakespeare Fans. My Shakespeare classes are long gone so I can do what I want to with my memories of his writings. However, … Continue reading
A few months ago I had a dream in which in was sitting in a church auditorium and watched as children and some adults were ascending stairways on each side of the church. I realized that the rapture (catching away … Continue reading
Thanksgiving – 2014 You learned to play the scale; you are so gifted. – So nice to have you come. – Gramma, I writed you a letter – Got anymore of Vicky’s cake left? – It took lots of pecans … Continue reading
NOTE: This was written in November ’14, for a speech in Toastmaster Club because in my last speech I had been rounded criticized, deservedly so, for saying “you know” excessively. So just for fun, I tried to offer this excuse. … Continue reading
Does this mom get a bit carried away with her idioms? Have fun with this “idiomatic” mom. ************** Dear Son, my own flesh and blood: To see you would be a sight for sore eyes. You are the heart of … Continue reading
I can’t keep up! I refuse to give up! So what can I do during December recess. I can revisit some of my best posts – according to me – and recycle. There are very few of you who started … Continue reading