As I looked around the room at my grandchildren holding their children, I felt as though I had time-traveled into the future, not quite able to come to grips with the fact that the ones whom I used to change their diapers and give good-night kisses were already parents. It didn't seem possible that the... Continue Reading →
I am not a photographer, but I wanted to participate in this challenge, to present what happiness means to me. Happiness means being with family, especially new members like great-grandchildren. Below are four generations together on my birthday. Happiness is traveling the world with my husband, an adventurer if ever there was one. Thank God... Continue Reading →
Last weekend was special because I saw some of my granddaughters whom I had not seen in a while, due to their family and work commitments whenever Douglas and I are in Atlanta. While sitting down to talk, I found myself on my birthday trying to be heard among a group of twenty-somethings and thirty-somethings... Continue Reading →
He enters the ring every Wednesday night, whether he is feeling like it or not. The kiddies especially are looking for "Big Tony" to put up a good "fight," and he is paid to see that they are fully entertained. I cringe when I see him heading for the ring, sending up prayers of God's... Continue Reading →
Walking through the forest alone, Listening to the birds singing as I went, I felt a weight drop from my heart, But I did not know what it meant. There between the clover and the dampened earth, I heard a still small voice speaking to me. "Regina, I know your name and you are mine,"... Continue Reading →
My husband has become nearly obsessed with "Blue Zone" living, after seeing so much written about it while in Spain. He has taken to eating healthy like a duck takes to water. I must give him credit for his ability to stick with a new method of eating, and he has lost about 15 pounds.... Continue Reading →
Everything my mother told me about herself has turned out to be a lie! From her maiden name to where she was born to her relationships with the woman who raised her, all of it false. I am so saddened to know that I don't know anything about the woman who gave me life. She... Continue Reading →
I saw so many beautiful doors on apartments and  churches while traveling in Spain, and I remembered the door challenge. Here are a few of them. There were studded doors. There were a garage door that was simply beautiful. I couldn't speak the language but I knew not to park there.... Continue Reading →
I think that of all that I crave to see again from our trips to Portugal and Spain, it is the ocean and the sea that I miss most. They changed colors according to the sky above in a dance as old as the earth itself. It was as if I see God in the... Continue Reading →
I wrote this for the other blog, The Humble Word Nerd, but I wanted to share it on this blog. When I see so much incivility and ugliness among people in restaurants and on buses and in airports, I wonder if the same people one insults today may not be the person you need in... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 