I love being around my grandchildren, for children are still allowed to react to the nonsense in life, and it is such fun listening to them relate their experiences. I admit that sometimes I don't fully know what they are talking about, especially when they are telling a funny story, because they are laughing and... Continue Reading →
It’s Up To Me to Fix This Mess
Yesterday, I wrote a text to my children and grandchildren to let them know that Douglas and I are planning a trip. To save time, I created a group text. I just did not want to send 16 or more texts. But, what occurred was eye-opening to me. As people started to respond to the... Continue Reading →
The Joy of Finding Answers
One of the elements of my job as a Sociology professor that I miss is research, or systematic investigations of social behavior. I have always had questions, and my mother once told me that I was born in the right times, for some of my questions would have in earlier decades have gotten me publicly... Continue Reading →
Beautiful Butterflies in the Making
As I watched through my front window, I marveled as butterflies seemed to play among themselves, flitting from one flower to the next in our front yard. I thought what beauty they bring to our hearts, for few people do not find joy in the beautiful butterflies in all of their colorful majesty. Reading the... Continue Reading →
The Dream that, Thankfully, Didn’t Come True!
I fell in love with football when I was about 11 years old, and one of my earliest dreams was to play pro football with the big boys. I did not realize at the time that girls were not allowed to play the game. I had a beloved male cousin who played for the local... Continue Reading →
Is the Love of Travel in the Genes?
My grandson leaves Tuesday for six days in Croatia, three days in London, one day in Ibiza (don't even know where that is!) and three days on the Amalfi Coast in Italy, I think. He sent me a text on Friday asking if he should go to the Amalfi Coast or Cannes. I told him... Continue Reading →
Timing is Everything!
I was serenely preaching on Wednesday night for the First Wednesday program at church. I believed from the number of pages of my sermon that I would speak for 30-35 minutes. But when I looked out and Douglas appeared to have a borborygmus tummy, I wondered what was wrong with him, but I kept preaching.... Continue Reading →
Home Can Be Wherever I Am
Two months ago, I could not wait to get "home." I was ready for the comfort of my house and views from my windows. As the plane landed in Nashville, I nearly bowed down and kissed the ground, so glad to be back in those old familiar places. It had been lovely in Portugal, but... Continue Reading →
Lullabies and Nightmares
As I looked at the prompts for today, the word, lullaby, jumped out at me, for no one ever sang me to sleep with a lullaby. I did not even know any lullabies until I was an adult. Someone told me about Rock-a-Bye Baby as a means to get my infant to sleep. But, when... Continue Reading →
There is No Such Thing as an Eccentric Person
I find it amazing that the people who are most in touch with themselves, who are least likely to worry about what others think of them, and who are not afraid to flout others' expectations of them, are considered to be eccentric, meaning unconventional and slightly strange in their views and behavior. If they are... Continue Reading →
