My Daddy My Hero
My father was my childhood hero, a picture of unreserved love. My earliest memory is of Daddy rocking me in a straight back chair, feeling the back and forth, thumping motion while he sang “Bringing In The Sheaves.” With few photos of my childhood, I have little to trigger long ago memories, but many are…
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Our Story!
On May 29, 2025, my late husband, Carl, will have been in heaven for 14 years. A long time, and I’ve missed him every minute. But I’m thankful for the 45 years we had together and all the wonderful memories we shared. It’s the little things that mean so much in marriage. Day-to-day happenings that…
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Taking Flight
Several years ago, back when my children were school age, I hung a decorative wreath on the wall of our front porch to add a little charm. Made of woodsy material with artificial flowers and leaves, it graced our little space well. Then suddenly a bird began fussing at us when we used the front…
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Special Wishes and Dreams
April brings a third birthday in heaven for my son, Jay. Two and half years of missing him sing, dance, laugh, tease, hug and call out, “Mom!” And today, I’d like to honor my son with a favorite birthday memory. Jay was born with Down syndrome and congenital heart disease. Year after year, he was…
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What I Learned From My Grandmothers!
Someone recently asked me what I learned from my grandmother. Well, I was fortunate to know all four of my grandparents, and that question took me down memory lane. My paternal grandparents lived in a three-room house in the country with no modern facilities. My grandmother still cooked on a wood stove. But that didn’t…
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Heart-Keepers
February is sometimes called the “Love Month” with Valentine’s Day bringing elaborate marriage proposals. I once saw a movie with a young couple at a ritzy restaurant and the young lady found an engagement ring in her glass of champagne. Wow! If that’s the norm, my late husband, Carl and I missed the memo. I…
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Broken and Blessed
I have a passion for broken things. The cuckoo clock that no longer calls out the hour. A music box that doesn’t play. I identify with such things. On the outside they look perfectly normal but inside they are damaged. I often feel that in my own life. I look in the mirror and identify…
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Christmas In My Heart
I can’t believe it’s December with Christmas around the corner, and I’m having a hard time getting into the holiday mood. It has been a difficult year, especially with breast cancer surgery. But I am beyond thankful that God has given me a great pathology report. However, even though my spirit is jumping for joy…
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Thankful Things!
I call November the “thankful” month. It’s pre-Christmas and post-Halloween and a great time to practice gratitude. No wonder we call it “Thanksgiving.” It’s a season I love because it’s everything family. When I was young, my grandparents visited our farm home every Thanksgiving. I remember how my mother and grandmother seemed to enjoy fixing…
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Forever Loving Jay!
It has been two years since my son, Jay took his flight to heaven. Two years of missing his hugs, laughter, love, singing, dancing, teasing and all that made Jay unique. Two years without Sunday morning church, Sonic runs, trips to Arkansas and daily mac & cheese. Two years without Jay! I wrote this poem…
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Sitting in Our Sadness
Sometimes in life we need to sit in the middle of our sadness. At least it seems that way to me. I’m not a counselor or bereavement specialist, but I’ve been through enough grief to warrant an opinion. I was one week into my 22nd birthday when my sweet mother-in-law died at the age of…
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