Recorded message: “The slight movement caught the side of my eye… on my 6 foot ceiling, there he was, DARK & HAIRY! I never did like that look. Even my husband doesn’t have an abundance of body hair… A million thoughts plagued my mind in
He was the enemy! He opened the proverbial can of worms — the one that had been festering and ignored…well, not necessarily ignored, but stored deep into the back recesses. My spirit was nudging — gently trying to warn me… but my heart (the one
Day 139, and counting, of being Stuck in MUD! For as long as I can remember, even as a child, I hated mud! Regardless of the footwear, mud is disgusting — it oozes past your soles, over your feet, and sucks you in! You can’t
I love waking up snuggled next to my husband in our queen-sized bed, nestled in our cozy RV bus conversion. My love and I are in this together. Every thing that I value is close to me, no mortgage, no utility bills hanging over my
My sweet kitten brought me an offering again. At least that is what I believe she is doing, the little hunter. Regularly, Calli, (named after the pretty blonde from CSI, and lovingly known as our Crime Scene Instigator), brings another chubby mouse into the front
He turned away from Him… Although it was years ago, I cannot forget how it felt at the time. This one I loved, deeply loved, purposefully turned and walked away from me, making it known I was being rejected, forsaken… At first, I was in
I sent this photo to our family chat one day, and one of our daughters said, “That is a really amazing photo. I hope you’re putting that up on your blog.” My quick response was, “What as? Burnt dreams?” Wow. Yeah. That was caustic. Our
The invitation was so very gracious, and I immediately said yes! Of course I wanted to be a part of this momentous event! Because that is exactly what it was – our daughter’s mother-in-law (“D”) wanted to share a family heirloom with her “daughter” and
If there is one sorrow that I have been seeing so much of more recently, it is in broken relationships… I have written previously about minimizing and hopefully not in the relationship area… But what has touched my heart in a tearing and terribly sad
My sweet, youngest granddaughter wants to get going! At 10 months of age, crawling is simply not her thing, and scooting around on her bottom is okay only for a short time… If she can catch you, she grabs at your legs and makes her
I think we need to celebrate one another. To celebrate who the person is, what makes them who they are, and why they are special to us, what they have accomplished, what they have gone through and the strengths they have gained that makes them
I was so in love with our baby, our first beautiful girl, and then I realized another was on the way! How could my heart, full with love already, have love to share with another? So, for this child I prayed. I prayed that I
I can clearly remember my excitement when, at not quite 20 years old, I started my life as a married woman. Going straight from my parent’s home to being Fernand’s wife, I was thrilled with my new position, and threw myself into this role wholeheartedly!
For almost a year now, we find ourselves parked on a lovely piece of acreage, which is parceled out to a number of other people hoping to live equally simple lifestyles. Last summer’s episode with crazy-angry-axe-weilding-neighbour-man (link to that story!) was scary, but other than
He was finally home, this day, after working long hours for a few days in a row. I had been looking forward to some attention! I was happily chatting away to him, but he was distracted by some online game, (Risk), on his cell phone.
Watching a video of our younger years with our little ones, I hear myself say, “Stop being so silly. Act normal.” Instantly, I feel remorse, because she was only three or so, and looked so sweet and fun…but, I have to remind myself that then,
Look at this, Gramma! Come, Gramma! And I feel a little hand pulling me…but then the little hand slips out of mine, and I am called away, and cannot seem to get back regardless of the fact that I keep looking around and trying to….
We were bouncing and laughing together on their big, new trampoline, three of my grandsons and I, when just casually, little Gideon, at the age of three and a half years, says, “I LOVE you, Gramma”, and keeps on bouncing away… Only a short while