We came home, after 22 hours of traveling on Thursday, October 3. My husband decided on Friday, October 4, to go in my car to the collision center to check on, ironically, the repairs to our 2020 Chevrolet Bolt that needed a new hatch door after he had backed into a much bigger truck. After... Continue Reading →
When a Fellow Blogger Dies, We Suffer a Great Loss and We Mourn
One of the bloggers I have enjoyed reading daily for years died yesterday. Her family wonderfully wrote her blog each day until they announced that she had passed away. I am grateful to them for doing so. Becky Dingle of Chapel of Hope Stories was a consummate blogger whose posts were filled with wisdom and... Continue Reading →
In Your Grandchildren’s Smiles, You Live On!
August 12 is a rough day for me, but it is better now than seventeen years ago when my youngest child, my Black Knight, died after a painful struggle that only he could describe after a heart transplant. He stopped taking his medication. His choice, but I still wish I could have been at home... Continue Reading →
The Virus is Real for Those of Us Who Mourn
My cousin, Nelson, died on December 12, after a severe case of COVID-19. He was just 70 years old, and oh, what a vivacious person he was. We graduated in the same high school class, even though he was a year older. He probably contracted it visiting his sister in an assisted-living facility. He made... Continue Reading →
And Life Continues
Today, the oldest daughter of my late son, Malcolm, gave birth to a baby boy, and she named him, Malachi Dewayne, a slightly different first name but the same middle name. The picture I received of young Malachi touched my heart and sent it reeling in joy and thankfulness. I also cried today, and as... Continue Reading →
