Nothing withstands the test of time quite like the truth. Truth will always win, no matter what we may say or do. Recently, I have been reminded of the prophetic words of an ancient scroll and a 1st century lawyer that both conveyed this premise well. After Jesus’s death, resurrection and ascension to heaven, the apostles…
I have a confession to make – I’m not who you think I am. Yes, I’m blogger, a mom, wife and more. But, I’m also a person who has made many mistakes, full of flaws and priceless imperfections that would make even the prettiest diamond weep. I have yelled, screamed at and pointed a crooked…
When we decided to turn off the television for one week last year, at first it seemed like an eternity. We dithered through the house stone faced, with the silence of a mortuary filling the air. “So how was your day?” “Not bad what about you?” I answered as my spouse and I began our…
Do you ever wonder how much money is enough to have? or how many things it will take to finally make us happy? Here’s a small lesson I learned some years ago. I entered a contest where part of the requirement was that each contestant had to obtain paid advertisements. There was no gofundme.com or…
As our family historian, naturally I thought of all the photos that were probably left behind as people fled their homes from California’s recent catastrophic fires. Elsewhere, thousands of evacuees were just glad to be alive and still breathing. On some days the smell of smoke from the fires drifted into my window from 60…
I don’t know about you, but it’s been a tumultuous, exhausting ten days for me. Words have neither escaped nor embraced me. Instead they’ve been buried beneath a bunker of disbelief, anger, hurt, sadness and grief for the families of Alton Sterling, Philando Castille, Lorne Ahrens, Michael Krol, Michael J. Smith, Brent Thompson and Patrick Zamarripa. Rather than giving yet…
I knew what I was getting into. I’d made a commitment, promised to be there regularly – at least in my mind anyway. But I just didn’t do it. That’s right, I haven’t posted a blog entry in months. And for that I apologize to my readers with this new “page” from my heart. So…
The Legend of the Sand Dollar poem was given to me as gift years ago. I’ve since seen it composed in many formats. In case you’re unfamiliar with it, a quick online search will provide reference. The imaging created by the words, as well as the Footprints poem recently came back into focus when the above photo was shared. At…
It had been a usual day at work when I hung up the phone from speaking with a lady (who for reasons of confidentiality) we’ll call “Mary.” She works at Inland Regional Center. “You’ve been an absolute delight to talk with” I exclaimed. My chuckling co-worker in the next cubicle over wasn’t so convinced. “Haha…
As a twenty-something college student, I recoiled at the mere thought of public speaking. This phobia was exacerbated even further when I learned that a speech course was required for my major, and several types of speeches were to be delivered over the course of the semester. My first attempt, a demonstration on Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation…