There is no greater gift than Jesus Christ, the Son of God, whose birth we celebrate during this season. May you know real joy, real peace and real love that originate with our Creator and are made manifest through His Son. I bid you a Merry Christmas and a 2018 filled with blessings!
Since the passing of my mother-in-law on March 1st, my Beloved and I have sifted and sorted through the tangible mementos she left behind. There are photographs and slides aplenty, so I set myself to digitizing as many as possible to add to our (informal) family archive. Scanning the vast collection of photos/slides, etc. required… Continue reading Papers, Please?
My mother-in-law died last week. She turned 94 last October, so her passing wasn't unexpected. In addition to dementia (which prevented verbal communication), she suffered congestive heart failure. Bed-bound over the last six months, she slipped away quietly in her sleep. That was a blessing. Previously in this space, I've shared tidbits about the complex relationship betwixt my mother-in-law… Continue reading Inscrutable Daisy
Our culture reveres survivors ... and rightly so! The stories of concentration camp and holocaust survivors so stir our emotions, we often see these stories turned into movies. The Diary of Anne Frank was produced multiple times. I'm surprised The Hiding Place (from 1975) hasn't been remade. In 2014, Unbroken was produced and directed by actress Angelina Jolie who deemed… Continue reading Survivors All
Given the bleak title, people may automatically expect to read a wretched tale announcing I've contracted a dreadful (probably incurable) illness. Not so for this post, though there's no avoiding the truth: my days are numbered. Frankly, so are yours. Though we try to forget it, we are all mortal. As 2016 wound down and the obits… Continue reading My Days Are Numbered
Friends don't let friends drive drunk. You've probably heard a version of this message from the Ad Council, a gentle caution for drivers and passengers alike. I've decided a similar message should apply with respect to social media. Maybe something like this: Friends don't let friends contrive junk. I know, I know! It's clunky and doesn't roll off the… Continue reading Between Friends
Southern Living has long been one of my favorite magazines, one of the few print magazines to which I steadfastly subscribe. While leafing through a recent issue newly retrieved from my mailbox, one full-page ad (pictured below) caught my eye. Now you might assume the radiant, air-brushed smile is what drew my attention ... but no. Maybe it… Continue reading The Fragrance of Life
Not long after our December wedding, I acquired two heart-shaped metal pans, perfectly sized for use in baking a suitable Valentine’s cake for my Beloved. (Though we were relatively broke, I justified the purchase ... the cost of a new card every Valentine's Day over our lifetime together would add up, but these baking pans could… Continue reading Care Bear
On separate occasions over the last couple weeks, two of my grandchildren have asserted: "My house is bigger than yours." Perhaps this is a twenty-first century equivalent to the claim from my era: my dad is stronger than your dad! When the five-year old initially made the statement, I gently disagreed with him. "Yes, you live in a big house, but not as… Continue reading The Big House
Most people understand – at least in a theoretical sense – how quickly life can change. In the two months since I last posted, the silence hasn't come about due to a lack of blogging material. No, no, no. Furthermore, every single day without a post brought a deeper sense of unease ... the pattern of my life seeming slightly upended! But the respite… Continue reading Random Vicissitudes