Summertime is the perfect time to try something new. Don’t you think? It has always been that way for me, whether intended or not. I rode a jetski for the first time during the summer of 1989. That was the same year I went out of state to a church camp for children who are… Continue reading Time for Something New
I am sick and tired of fear. I’m tired of being afraid, and angry at fearmongers. The worst of it all is we are playing into their hands and allowing ourselves to be controlled by fear. What scares you? The Dark? Snakes? Latex balloons? The wearing of masks? Guns? Terrorists highjacking airplanes? When the World… Continue reading Are You Scared?
Sunshine. Blessed sunshine. I feel its warmth on my face through the kitchen window, and it reminds me of its brightness, which I have not seen for 20 years. The Amish Friendship bread I had for breakfast reminds me of my math teacher in high school. She used to make it and bring it in… Continue reading Some Memories and a Parable
The emails have been pouring in. One from the grocery store where I shop, one from my credit card company, yet another from a clothing store that I sometimes frequent, and one from the guide dog school where I got my first dog. All of them are basically saying the same thing; they want to… Continue reading Corona Scare: My 2 Cents Worth
Have the winter blahs set in for you, yet? Has the dark and cold and staying indoors got you down? I would like to say that I’m doing well, but then, I realized, I’m excited about the fact that I get to go to Bible study and praise band practice tonight. Now, I should be… Continue reading Dear Readers
On my first day of 7th grade, our science teacher asked us to fill out forms about ourselves. The questions were things like, what is your address, what are your hobbies, and what are your petpeeves. My friends and I had no idea what a petpeeve was and had to ask. I don’t remember my… Continue reading Mondays, Math, and Murmurings
Where were you? Americans have been asking themselves and one another that question for seventeen years. Answers range from school to work, from vacation to home. Many can only say they remember hearing about it, as they were not even born, yet or were just babies. I was here in my kitchen. I had just… Continue reading Where Were You?