Carl has done it again. His separation anxiety continues to be clearly displayed. This time, Jay’s new recliner was attacked and the chair lost. Because Carl cannot be trusted in the house when we are away, he and Bee have been banned to the porch and back yard. If they want to come in, theyContinue reading “Storms In Our Lives”
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Dropped Blankets
I can hear the hum of the washing machine and the soft sound of the refrigerator. Other than these familiar noises, all is quiet. Carl and Bee have finally settled down after a rough housing episode that included Carl holding onto the blanket that Bee was sleeping on and dragging her across the floor. WithContinue reading “Dropped Blankets”
Faith is a Funny Thing
He did it again. Once again, we woke up to a puddle of pee on the mat in the kitchen. Carl is almost a year old and doesn’t want to go out in the rain to urinate so he relieves himself inside where he can be nice and dry. For the last couple of monthsContinue reading “Faith is a Funny Thing”
The Very Steps We Take
The rocky path was hard to maneuver but I found if I kept moving, I could almost glide over the rocks and stones that lay under my feet. But if I slowed down and thought about the obstacles that lined the path, it would cause me to stumble and almost bring my pace to aContinue reading “The Very Steps We Take”
Living in a Cloud
My husband and I are renting a small cabin in the mountains for a couple of days. We are located high up on a mountain isolated from the sounds and sights of the world. This morning as we arose a dense cloud had enclosed in on us so that all that could be seen wereContinue reading “Living in a Cloud”
Home Again, Home Again
There is a unique feeling I acquire when pulling up in my driveway after a long day of being away. Often I can find myself saying a little phrase that I learned when I was a young girl. “Home again, home again, jiggidy jog.” Not having an idea of what it means, I like theContinue reading “Home Again, Home Again”
Rain Showers
It’s been weeks since we had our last good rain shower. Yesterday, I had several flowers just shrivel up and die in the intense heat. One day they were thriving and the next gone. As I woke ready to play tennis and walk the dogs, I realized that God had different plans. The sky wasContinue reading “Rain Showers”
Conversations on the Porch
Conversations on the porch. A place where the people gather to talk and sing their troubles away. A time of huddling together in the last days of life. Songs that were familiar in distant childhoods are sung without regard to harmony or pitch. No one here would have chosen this destination and several still fightContinue reading “Conversations on the Porch”