Recently, I wrote about preparing our baby birds for leaving the nest and mentioned my husband and I struggled to teach our baby birds about finances. We tried. Some learned better than others. It looks different for each one. I also mentioned all three of our girls are productive members of society. Keep that in mind as you read the following story, please. And look for the Truth at the end. I’ve never met the Jones’ we are striving to keep up with and if I do, I might just trip them – or Keep Reading...
Hope Mommies Post
This is a very personal blog post I wrote for HopeMommies.org. Stones of Remembrance Keep Reading...
Facebook is a Wonderful Thing – Most of the Time
Facebook is a wonderful thing – most of the time. Yesterday a friend posted a link that got me thinking. That can be good – or bad. The Facebook posting friend and I were in choir throughout junior high and most of high school. We went to choir hours before the other students, spent our lunch breaks in the choir room and stayed after school to practice. We were a tight group of singing friends. But my junior year, I switched from choir to drill team and my friend group switched along with Keep Reading...
The “Shelly Move”
It’s the middle of the night and I wake to hear music. Music? At 2:00am? Oh, yeah, now I remember. My grandbaby is visiting and she sleeps to worship music playing all night long. Worship music. All night. This is the child of the child of mine who often listened to music I highly and vehemently disapproved of when she was a teenager. More than once I drove down the road listening to a CD my granddaughter’s mother (aka, my daughter) had pushed into the car’s CD player that I didn't Keep Reading...
Grief and Fruit of the Spirit
This week I wrote a blog for Hope Mommies but I think it applies to anyone going through grief. You can check it out here. Keep Reading...
Shark!
It's Shark Week y'all ~ When I was in college, I got in a car wreck and, apparently, the insurance company for the guy that ran into me - sending me to the hospital by ambulance where I got over two hundred stitches – wanted to give me some money so I would not sue them for a whole lot more money! I was getting ready to graduate from college, get married and enter the “real world” so I did what every down-to-earth, logical girl would do. I bought scuba gear! Not long after my husband Keep Reading...
A Book of Hope
Check out this Promo Video This week, I launched a book I recently published. What is the book about? My brother, Glen House, MD, was a typical twenty-year-old, college student when he suffered a skiing accident that paralyzed him. But he never pitied himself, was angry or wavered in his faith. Instead, he pushed forward - with often nothing but sheer determination to sustain and motivate him - and went on to become a doctor, inventor, businessman, husband and father who now daily touches Keep Reading...
The Hill
Last week I took advantage of the beautiful, warm Texas weather to go cycling while visiting two of my daughters in Dallas. As I was pedaling on the spacious bike paths, I realized I was not focusing on the beauty around me. I was only focusing on the hill I knew I would have to climb on the way back. I kept telling myself to enjoy the journey but it was futile. All I could think about was that blasted hill. I had ridden this path more than once and I knew the hill could be a beast. So Keep Reading...
The Diagnosis
I rode my bike for the first time in such a long time that I cannot remember how long it has been since I last rode. As I pedaled down the country road, I wondered why I quit riding. I really enjoy riding my bike so why in the world did I quit? Oh, yeah! I quit because of the diagnosis. That’s why I quit. The diagnosis. When I was 13 years old, I had knee surgery. Whatever they did during the surgery didn’t make my knee “well” so I have spent 38 years adapting and compensating for a bum Keep Reading...
One Woman’s Weakness is Another Woman’s Strength
I have been preoccupied with getting my manuscript to the publisher so I have had a bit of a blogging break. But, tonight I overheard several ladies talking and it reminded me of a past blog. Enjoy! I hate doing the laundry. Really hate it. I would rather mow the yard in 100-degree temperature then do the laundry. When I mow, I at least know that my efforts will last a few days. When the sweet smell of fresh cut grass tickles my nose, I can look around at the nicely manicured lawn Keep Reading...
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