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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The top image is the news release about a class I was teaching at the Senior Center a few years ago. The second, below, was the first page of my teaching plans. It was an eight week course. It was … Continue reading
“Hurry, Baby, we have to get out of here before the snow gets worse,” said Roger to Ashlyn as they went out the door. Sammy and I stood in the door watching them go. Ashlyn hurried along beside her “Haw-Hee.” … Continue reading
Great-great-grandmother – As the ebb and flow of life Brings me Oliver! _______________ Picture is my real great-great grandson. Adorable, huh? _______________ Written for Ronavan A weekly haiku challenge by Ronavan Writes
Making use of the birthday jump rope. This is the first of your birthdays that you are taller than I. I remember when your legs got too long to put them in my face on my pillow. And I remember … Continue reading
Time is near for you to go. Go in victory, as you have taught. You have climbed the mountains high, And you’ve enjoyed the valleys low. You have won the battles fought, Taught your kids to reach the sky, To … Continue reading
“Come along, don’t be slow. Don’t tag along watching grass grow. Quickly now. Get out of bed. We don’t have time to be a sleepyhead. Come on in, don’t track in snow. There’s not time to watch the snow blow. … Continue reading
Yesterday is gone – the end of 85. Not much to report except I’m still alive, The future is at hand, the beginning of 86. What will the year hold, with its treats and tricks? ************ The picture shows … 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
THE NATION YELLS “WHAT IS WRONG?” **************** I am a product of a fractured generational culture. I have given up. With the permission of the youth pastor, I went to youth services for several months; engaged some senior ladies to … Continue reading