Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Every Picture Tells a Story
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Friday evening, after dinner at a friend's home, I collapsed into my bed and slept almost twelve hours. That…felt…so…good. For months I had been planning to get up early Saturday morning and drive the four hours to my hometown for a gathering of high school friends. At some point on Friday I realized I…
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I first met Rosa over the phone several weeks ago when I was working phone duty. She called inquiring about a house for lease. The next day I met her and her daughter, a law student, at the house. "I like it," her daughter said. But I could tell Rosa wasn't quite sold on…
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Somewhere in Seattle tonight, one of my favorite couples in the whole wide world are sipping champagne, gazing into each other's eyes, and thinking back to that magical evening exactly one year ago when they said "I do" under the limbs of the big oak tree at Barr Mansion. It's hard for me…
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We shared Easter dinner with all of our kids today, no small feat once your kids get married and other families expect to see them on the holidays, too. It's been a busy week. Besides Mama's hospital adventure, I started an intense 7-week real estate training course, which includes journaling and other homework, like…
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I have a confession: I often forget to write down my sweet!s right when I notice them. …if I even notice them to begin with. That's when composing this weekly post of mine becomes a real challenge, but even more important to accomplish. It forces me to stop and reflect on the seven days just passed ……
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I sat on the front porch for a few hours this afternoon. The sunshine and blue sky were so crisp I couldn't stand to be inside any longer. I grabbed my laptop and planted myself in a rocking chair to listen to training webinars while watching a cardinal and tufted titmouse take turns at…
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Bridget Shallue was just 52, younger than I am now and already a widow, when she said goodbye to Ireland in 1852 with her grown children…chased away by the potato famine, I'm sure. If she ever returned, it isn't mentioned in the family lore. Accompanied by two daughters and two sons, Bridget first…
Long Hollow 