Stop right where you are and look; what do you see? I am sitting squarely in front of a large picture window and in my view, twenty feet away, sits a sprawling Bradford Pear tree. A tree with no leaves emanating from its barren branches. So, is that all I see, or is there more? I…… Continue reading Right in front of me
Intermittent rain drops fell, and where winter’s thick white blanket once covered the ground, wilted dull blades of grass withstood the poking and prodding of spastic squirrels searching for buried treasure. The garden beds were littered with discarded and decaying branches. Scattered rusted relics, once supple and green, gathered in and around stubborn skeletal stalks of perennial plants, providing complimentary insulation through the cold winter months. The only…… Continue reading The Messenger
Remember when you were a kid and you didn’t care if a cold winter snowstorm made booger icicles hang from the end of your nose, because you had just one job to do and it was all you could focus on; PLAY OUTSIDE. Whether it was a desperately appreciated snow day, the hours after school before homework time, or a glorious…… Continue reading Remember when…
What if it was me lying in a hospital bed, staring up at a stark white ceiling; unfamiliar sheets and blankets pretending to comfort me, unfamiliar noises interrupting my sparse thoughts, unfamiliar smells taking me farther from home? What if it was me and my thoughts were jumbled, but sometimes they weren’t, and I felt alone and misplaced;…… Continue reading What if it was me?
Whether by accident or with malicious intent, every cat has undoubtedly experienced a pull of the tail. Think about it…cat tails seem to have a mind of their own, moving like whips or snakes depending on the cat’s mood. They play chicken with doors, rocking chairs, and small children; and then it happens…the tail gets caught…… Continue reading Past or Presence?
It’s truly amazing how talented we all are in our own God-given way! From my vantage point, I can see how many people it takes to care for family members in distress. I can see the advantage of recognizing individual gifts and pooling them together in order to provide ailing loved ones with the care…… Continue reading Puzzle pieces
“History means so much more when a living soul gives it life!” On occasion, my 84-year-old father-in-law reminisces about his childhood in the late 1930’s and 40’s. He lived through a time many of us cannot fathom; The Great Depression and World War II, when having a little was a lot. For his parents, both Polish immigrants, hard work was the catalyst for provision,…… Continue reading The sweetest gift!