I feed my body every day, Often feeding too much to it. But, I've learned the hard way That I must also feed my spirit. Silence or just being very still, Listening to some sweet music, Whatever will quiet my tired soul Is what I use to feed my spirit. But most of all, I... Continue Reading →
It's difficult and painful to realize that you have been wearing a mask for a long time, not really being as authentic as you should have been. It does not matter if the mask was worn unintentionally; what matters is finding the courage to admit that you need to change and to be real in... Continue Reading →
On Friday, I was diagnosed with bronchitis by a doctor at the urgent care facility near our home. On Saturday, the nurse from my insurance company came to do a medical profile, and as she talked with me about past and current health issues, she recognized that I was struggling. She listened to my lungs... Continue Reading →
Zechariah 8:3-8 This is what the Lord says: “I will return to Zion and dwell in Jerusalem. Then Jerusalem will be called the Faithful City, and the mountain of the Lord Almighty will be called the Holy Mountain.” This is what the Lord Almighty says: “Once again men and women of ripe old age will sit in the streets of Jerusalem, each of them with cane in... Continue Reading →
Love is written on their smiles. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Love. Welcome back, Shweta! You were missed!
When the CDC informed fully vaccinated people that they could ditch their masks in most places, Douglas and I were ecstatic. We stopped wearing the masks at the gym, on hikes, and in restaurants. We had visits by two of my grandchildren and a great-granddaughter for Mother's Day, and we went to Charleston SC for... Continue Reading →
This is a timely article from Becky Dingle. I know I would like more pockets.
Dear Reader:
Every morning when I rise to water the garden… I start looking for a blouse or shirt or pair of pants with at least one pocket big enough for my mobile iPhone. ( …And I still have one of the oldie goldie smaller phones)
But to no avail… and the option to wear a gardening jacket or apron is not realistic in a Lowcountry climate where we have been in the mid-90’s all week already!
Lately I have looked for blouses and tunics on-line with large pockets … and I believe I would have better luck finding a dinosaur than a pocket on a woman’s shirt or pair of pants!
I realized I was not alone in my quest when I came across an articles titled ” What do women want? Pockets!”
Some study was done on the reason people, especially women, walk around holding their phones? Two…
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Each day as she looks with sadness at the carpet That graces their bedroom floor, Ginny wishes that she had spoken up, Rather than being mad as she left the store. Her husband had agreed that she would Have equal say on the choice that was made. But, when he settled on the carpet of... Continue Reading →
A perfectly brewed cup of tea can’t fix everything. But, it came close one special night! I learned the nearly medicinal balm of a perfectly brewed cup of tea from the wonderful lady who owned the bed and breadfast where I stayed during my trip to London. Her name was Kathy, and she seemed to... Continue Reading →
Matthew 14: 25-31 Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear. But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me... Continue Reading →
I started working out twice a week with a personal trainer. I needed help with my balance, finding myself falling toward the wall or railing when I walked up and down the stairs to the basement where the treadmill resides. I also wanted help with maintaining my weight, so I signed up for twelve personal... Continue Reading →
I had a crisis of content! I found myself just reacting to other people's prompts, but not really adding content that signified what my blog site was meant to represent. As a result, I stopped feeling motivated to write, and I lost the passion and the words to do so. Nearly every day, I prayed... Continue Reading →
