I was a grubby little girl. Grimy and dirty and messy with stringy dishwater brown hair that turned blond from spending too much time playing make-believe outside with my brother and sister out in the country. My sister ate ants. Just to gross us out. She said “pretend they have chocolate on them and have a bite.” I drew the… Read More
Loving Laughter
Blessed is he who has learned to laugh at himself, for he shall never cease to be entertained. ~John Powell Being a shy girl growing up, I wasn’t known for my sense of humor. For that matter, I wasn’t raised in a family that sat around and told jokes. Stories yes. Jokes…not so much. We were hard working, not so… Read More
The Garden Gate
Through the gate is something more. Does it make you wonder? What lies beyond the garden gate? What majesty? What splendor? Or are you busy rushing by, not taking time to notice. Does every moment have you booked, tick-tock, your time is over….wake up tomorrow, do it again..tick-tock…tick-tock…tick-tock. Busyness. Rushing around. Fitting it all in. Adding one more thing… Read More