You give me access to work and church, To the people who mean so much to me! I don't have to get all dressed up for you, I make sure my tops are ironed and clean. With the video off and the sound set to mute, I can multitask, listening and writing my blog. But... Continue Reading →
An Ode to Moving When Older
Moving away from my sweet neighbors, Blistered hands from all of the packing. The expectancy is of visiting grandchildren, Hoping those expectations will not go lacking. Yet, I hear my husband sobbing in the kitchen. He doesn't want me to witness his many tears. But, I think we both feel much sorrow, As we give... Continue Reading →