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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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
DENNIS THE MENACE – AMERICA’S BELOVED PEST “What are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of? Rats and snails and puppy dog tails. That’s what little boys are made of.” Images of Dennis drawn by … Continue reading
Hello, Friends, good news is that Jadalyn came to my house from the hospital on Wednesday and has been here until last night. She had passed out on Sunday night. Her dad gave her CPR and the ambulance brought her … Continue reading
Splintered fragments from my day. RRRing. Answering phone. Hello. Want the girls today? Sure send them over. Running with hugs. Using water bottle to squirt water. Chasing yellow butterfly. Enters house. Soaking feet. Painting toenails. Turned over nail polish. Cotton … Continue reading