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’m having a bit of a laugh about my blog from yesterday. Only my son and his wife even slightly suggested their menu before marriage might have included something besides food. 😀 I guess they knew Mom had something in … Continue reading
GUYS AND GALS: Whatever menu you served to get your spouse, be prepared to dish up for 65 years or so. Image: Pixabay
MY MOTHER-IN-LAW, FLO HAYES I am asking myself how time would be different if I could have some do-overs. In the first place I would tell her in words how much I loved her son, he was absolutely adorable and … Continue reading
Her name was Cherry; his was Barry. So it was quite natural for their first date to be at the local drive-in where they ordered Cherry-berry drinks. It had been thumbs-up for two years. Natural for marriage in the making, … Continue reading
As she walked to the end of the wooden boards, the stars spoke to her. She sat gracefully and snuggled up against his warm and welcoming body. Every inch of his body sensed her presence, as he opened his arms … Continue reading
My baby sister, Karen: My heart was broken when Daddy spanked you. You had thrown your baby doll in the floor and he told you to pick it up. You became very stubborn and wouldn’t do it. He spanked you … Continue reading
Leo’s heart was dry as that old planter with its dead plants. It had rained in March. Leo thought it marked the end of the drought and Holly came back from her mother’s. Working together on the planter marked … Continue reading
Too late he woke up – He’s now broke and has no home, Wife owns it – alone. ******************** https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/07/16/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-210-wokeup/
For many years, George and Ida had talked about “crossing the bridge.” George’s dad “crossed the bridge” eighteen years ago; his mom eight years later. Friends were almost all over eighty and the time had come for them to cross … Continue reading