How can it be February already?! Where did January go? And should I admit that our Christmas tree is still up? (eek!) It’s coming down today – or not.
February is such a great month.
Unique to February, it is the only month with less than thirty days. And, interestingly enough, smack dab in the center of it (literally) is a holiday celebrating love. Which is especially nice after January with its well-intentioned resolutions likely long gone by now.
Resets and resolutions...read more
“How was your vacation?” a friend asked us yesterday. “Did you go anywhere?” I looked at my daughter standing next to me. We both shook our heads and smile-sighed. It seems like the holiday was months ago.
Sometimes life instantly ramps up and time goes into a weird hyper-drive that is slow motion at the same time. Those times when a day feel like a year and a year speeds by in a day. A time warp that is crazy, but safe. Like in Mario Kart when the bullet-award...read more
A certain kid done with finals started his break from studies by opening a box I had sitting by our dining room table. The box contained a puzzle – a beautiful Frank Lloyd Wright, gold foil, 1000 piece puzzle. A puzzle I bought for my sister for Christmas. Because it’s beautiful. Stunning in fact. Yet, truth be told, the puzzle scared me. So many colors and shapes and pieces. I hoped she’d like it.
But before I could stop him, not only had he opened the puzzle, he had...read more
For some perspective-TRUTH and soul hydration as we near the holiday that brings with it JOY, PEACE, HOPE filled with and anchored by the kind of love that is wide and long and high and deep, exceedingly and abundantly more than we could ever imagine – here are a few things I’ve gotten to share on web.
HOLIDAY PRESSURED/STRESS? WHY NOT RE-PURPOSE OVERWHELMED?
Ten days and counting.
I was kindly reminded of this fact while driving carpool. A sweet family...read more
In the mid ‘80s when Ronald Reagan was President, then Vice President George H.W. Bush came to our home town for an event or two that my civically-minded and servant dad spearheaded. I don’t remember specifics, but a few things I do.
I remember my mom inviting the Bush Advance team over for dinner, offering to wash their clothes since she knew they traveled pretty much non-stop. We gathered around the dining room table that sits in my dining room today and ate whatever she ...read more