In honor of all the love that surrounds Valentine’s Day celebrations this week, here is a poem I wrote for three loves of mine who have gone away but will never be forgotten (sorry Lisa, my poetry teacher from school days, but this one does rhyme).
It feels great to be back! The last few months have been a process to say the least: wading through emotions, personalities, and struggles that were quite unexpected. Through it all I have been leaning on my faith and thankful for yet another life tool my dad taught me – bodysurfing. Do any of you bodysurf?
It’s hard to believe that in just under six weeks I have lost two incredibly important men in my life – one somewhat expected, the other a complete surprise. Continue reading
Tomorrow I publicly say goodbye to my brother Bobby at his memorial service, but he will live forever in my heart and mind.
This morning’s church was a tad more special because the organ was played. I have a real love for big church organs and the sounds they create. It had been some time since I had heard the organ played during a service so, in a happy daze, I leaned toward my friend and said, “Isn’t that beautiful?”, to which she said, “They are really pulling out all the stops.” Knowing she is a trained singer, I thought she was being “artsy” but I still gave her an odd look to which she said, “That’s where the saying comes from.” Huh? Could this be true? Let’s see where my investigations lead.
The White Lilly has long been associated with Easter…ever wonder why? Let me tell you that and a couple more fun facts about lilies in general.
It is cherry blossom season around my neighborhood and things are looking bea-u-ti-ful! I love these trees whose delicate flowering blooms last such a short time (roughly one week to 10 days). In honor of these beauties, here are some fun facts and a couple of California gardens where you can enjoy them.
You know the drill: first comes the scratchy throat then a runny nose followed by an irritating cough and next stop…bed for a few days, yuck! This was one dance I didn’t want to partake in (dancing, even on a good day, is not my strong suit) when I felt the first “tingles” of a sore throat. Luckily I have learned of a few sore throat busters if you catch it early enough.