Little Girls…

Little girls come into your life and they nuzzle up and reach in and steal your heart.  They do this easily and quickly. I always wanted to have five boys.  That was my dream when I was young.  I wanted enough boys to have a pick up basketball team.  I always thought I would have

Confessions and Memories…

I discovered today that there is actually a National Day of the Deployed.  Never heard of such a thing, and yet, when I looked, there is actually a day for those who are currently deployed, or have been deployed as a day to honor their sacrifice and commitment.  So, to make it official, I thanked

This Day…

For the past several days there have been photos, articles, memes and memories of September 11, 2001.  Each one pricks at my heart and brings the tears to my eyes.  Each one is a jab at what happened to our country.  I still feel anger and shock when I look at the pictures and read

What is in a tree?

Last week while Little Man and his family were visiting due to being evacuated for Hurricane Dorian, we took little day trips.  He is a smart Little Man and is interested in a myriad of things.  So, with this in mind, we went to visit Cowpens Battlefield here in the area. Having visited the battlefield

Tea…

I sit here drinking a cup of chai tea.  It is warm, comforting and I am enjoying it very much.   I decided to have a cup after reading Chai and a Chat on Ritu’s But I Smile Anyway.    I commented to her that in comparison to what she would be drinking, mine is a weak

And another year has passed…

Children make you old.  Not a complaint, just an observation.   When my Dad would call me on my birthday (the years he remembered it was my birthday), he would always ask how old I was.   I always thought it was strange, he may have been joking, but it was the age of rotary or push

Broken Bones, Broken Hearts and Broken Promises…

After a bit of encouragement today from a lovely group of bloggers, my mind started to once more formulate something to write. It has been three months since my last post. I broke a promise to myself to be more consistent in writing. I was determined and I did not see it through. I realized

A Warm Piece of Toast…

Years ago while in Japan, a dear friend and I had babies within weeks of one another.   Both were little girls.  We would talk daily on the phone and we loved our talks. One day, mid morning ,the phone rang,  I answered in tears.  It was my friend Cindy, the one who had a baby

In Her Own Words…

I have often talked about and shared my niece’s blog.  Today she posted a rewrite of her autobiography.  I hope you will take the time to read her words.  They will encourage you and lift you up.  Please stop by her blog to share your thoughts on her words.   I am so very proud to

Thoughts on Her Birthday…

 He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths, Psalm 23:3a  (New Living Translation) I have had my blog since 2013.  In the five years writing, I have only written about this woman twice on her birthday.  I just checked to make certain. I was eleven when she died. Some years her birthday warrants