Waiting can be hard sometimes. Hard for a mother-to-be in the last weeks before her baby’s birth. Hard for grandparents who are excited too, not to mention aunts waiting, one wishing the baby would be born on her birthday– today, … Continue reading →
My one-room school house was only the beginning of my formal learning. I was blessed with excellent teachers from whom I quickly learned to read and write, learn arithmetic, geography and history. I made many friends. The classroom was a safe place to learn, … Continue reading →
This is a picture of my one-room schoolhouse that is now an apartment building. Imagine a maple tree and a bike rack where the burgundy van sits and a ball field to the right. There was no shed at the … Continue reading →
The backpacks and school supplies have been advertised for weeks now and the day approaches when students will return to school. Our children are grown now. I no longer walk or drive a student to school, but I think of … Continue reading →
Today, my husband and I will be attending an engagement party for our nephew Jay and his finaceé Sarah. That’s right, another family wedding, another happy celebration. Last weekend, Adam and Paige had their ceremony outdoors after all. The rain … Continue reading →
This weekend, my niece will be married to her fiance, Adam. They have planned and saved, budgeted and probably prayed that their day would go well and that the sun would shine on them as it did for Paige’s mother … Continue reading →
We had a baby shower for my daughter Laura, the mother-to-be, just over a week ago. I took the quilt along, wrapped it with a note that said: a work in progress. Sarah held up the quilt so guests could … Continue reading →
I’ll never forget giving my Ice Breaker speech at my Toastmasters club back in the winter of 2004. I remember my content, but it’s more how I felt that stands out. New to Toastmasters and lacking the grace of more … Continue reading →
I’ve recently read A Pilgrim Passing Through by Gloria V. Phillips and Talking to the Dead by Bonnie Grove. Lawrence Hill’s Book of Negroes is in progress though I must remember not to read this book at bedtime if I … Continue reading →
Sandy S. wrote Then I looked further. The living room table is mostly books. The library bag is stuffed to the gills. Read the rest here. Sandy and her family’s collection of books looks a little like mine but without … Continue reading →
