
Promises are great. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t like promises. Especially when a promise works out the way we want. When we receive a promise, we don’t know the result. For us, promises are also hard to keep.
Continue reading “Promises”Promises are great. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t like promises. Especially when a promise works out the way we want. When we receive a promise, we don’t know the result. For us, promises are also hard to keep.
Continue reading “Promises”Legend has it that retirement is the dream. Glossy pictures and fast-paced videos paint retirees as jet-setters at play. We see them as enjoying life with games, grandchildren, family, and friends. And many of us work hard to set up future playtime.
Continue reading “Be of Good Courage”The journey I started five years ago is taking a turn into uncharted territory. At least uncharted for me. After many missteps and delays, I am about to step tentatively into the unknown. Within seven days, my dream career will end. I have heard the call and I follow.
Continue reading “A Dream and A Calling”Today on New Year’s Eve, I am ready to leave 2019 behind and step into the future hope of 2020. How about you? Are you ready for a new day? Continue reading “Future Hope”
I have little signs in my home. Most of the time, I do not see them. They contain phrases and words to inspire and encourage me, or just make me laugh. Like the one I cross-stitched hanging in the bathroom. In a houseful of readers, this one always brings a smile to my face. Continue reading “Little Signs”
Yesterday while out shopping, I saw the bank building I went to as a child was torn down. A small prick of regret pierced my heart. A piece of my childhood was gone. Continue reading “Uprooting Milly”
While talking with my husband this weekend, I realized we no longer had careers. We have jobs to get us to where we want to go. And the shocker is…I’m okay with that! When did this shift happen? Continue reading “The Death of the Career”
Duh duh da dum… We have been renovating the “The Kitchen” for about four years now. That’s the way we refer to it, “The Kitchen.” Amazingly this little galley style kitchen had become a large overwhelming task. Continue reading ““The Kitchen””
I was randomly thinking while bored this afternoon (Almost always a dangerous thing). I started thinking about books and getting back to play (remember that? I haven’t forgotten).