You came into my life with so much love share. To be loved was nearly too much for me to bear. Used to capricious men whom I'd learned to fear, I tried to push you away; you remained near. We haven't wasted time looking for a fault, Recognizing we go together like pepper and salt.... Continue Reading →
The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons. Reticent to admit that I really liked him, It was easier to notice what I rated as his faults. But, as I stood there listening to his guitar I started singing words that I could not halt. His great delivery of... Continue Reading →
A Thank-You Card to God and Douglas He Loves Me! This week at one of my doctor visits, I caught sight of my husband staring in worry. Then, he touched my face, and I felt so loved. I thought I need to write a blog about this amazing love, because there is so much negative... Continue Reading →
Savor Auto Museum, Cartersville, GA Here I am at age 70, and after a lifetime of being the employee of the month or seen as a "miracle worker" on my jobs, I am still unable to let go of the need to give my best to the world. For anyone who also follows me on... Continue Reading →
Happy Birthday, Winnie! Thanks for the Hugs! In 1997, due to technological changes, my job in Information Technology for the local telephone company ended, as the company chose to outsource the work. After 23 years of working for Ma Bell, I decided to take early retirement and go to college full-time to become a college... Continue Reading →
Cherry couldn't find her phone. Her breathing was labored, and she didn't feel great. She should have listened to her daughter and bought the alert button for the elderly, but she couldn't get past her desire to appear independent and young for a little longer. She looked out the open door and saw her neighbor... Continue Reading →
Sweetwater Creek State Park, Douglasville, Georgia Honest words of love Bend our hearts toward each other. Speak sweetly to me! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #392: Bend(ing/s) and Heart.
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!
Hosea 11:4 I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love. To them I was like one who lifts a little child to the cheek, and I bent down to feed them. Being a member of the oldest generation of my family and the family matriarch or patriarch can mean that everyone... Continue Reading →
Being a parent is a hard job, even when our children become adults. It isn't a part of your life that you can retire from doing. Instead, parenting becomes a different enterprise as our children age and the ability to influence their decision-making processes diminishes. This is particularly true for mothers, and I can only... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 