The Echota State Historic Site, Calhoun, Georgia I know the question probably pertains to the number of bedrooms, bathrooms, and other decorative aspects of a house. But all of that doesn't really matter if there is no love in the house. If the people who share a home, or even one person with perhaps a... Continue Reading →
A California Boy in His Element! Leca de Palmeira in Porto, Portugal, June 2025 We are so glad to be home, although it was difficult leaving the grandchildren in Portugal. I am looking for a dentist, because the fall I had in Vienna left me with sore teeth, and the dentist in Porto advised me... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptWhat is the greatest gift someone could give you?View all responses Because there is a limited amount of time in everyone's life, to be gifted with even a little of someone else's time is s priceless gift. As I have aged, it is moments with my children and their families that matter most... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptWhat does your ideal home look like?View all responses It doesn't matter if the house is a ranch or split-level because neither the exterior nor the furnishings inside make a house into a home. The love between the residents creates a peaceful place to return to at the end of the day. I... Continue Reading →
As if getting Covid-19 for the first time wasn't stressful enough, I ended up in the hospital last Friday with another bowel obstruction. Another round of nose tubes and nothing by mouth for days at a time depressed me and left me feeling lost and nearly hopeless. I never lost hope because I trust God,... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptWrite about your dream home.View all responses When I was a teenager in the 1950s and 1960s, we lived in a neighborhood where everyone was black due to segregation. There were beautiful brick houses that I craved to live in. We lived in a three-room wooden apartment, with the bathroom tacked on to... Continue Reading →
Home became a prison for her. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt #45 from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Home.
A nomad with wanderlust is certainly who I am, One who loves to discover strange places and roam, After I have seen all the sights and ate all the food, I start to look forward to the plane trip home. For there is where I can live an ordinary life, And it's the one place... Continue Reading →
She looked at the husband, the guy who had stole her heart so many years ago, and she knew that he would always feel like home. Written for the Three Things Challenge #144 from Pensitivity 101: home, guy. look.
I suggested Douglas and I walk on the walking trail that had been prominent in the decision to buy our home. In the eight weeks that we have lived here, we have driven to the Silver Comet Trail to hike, rather than simply walk a couple of blocks and hit the trail near us. But,... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 