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I grew up way out in the boonies on County Road 2124. I have such vivid memories of living there. [Note: You probably have to be a native East Texan to understand the definition of boonies. If you’re not from here, google it.] I rode my bike down our very long driveway during the summers (and farther if I could get away with it before my parents caught me). I don’t think that they were concerned about bad guys snatching me; they were worried about the wild animals in the woods coming out and getting me. It wasn’t uncommon for us to see coyotes, raccoons, opossums, feral cats and all manner of other wild creatures. more
The admonition--one made by generations--urges others to “get out more often.” I’ve made such suggestions many times in a spirit of good humor. The older one gets, however, the more important it is to seriously consider such suggestions. They likely “fit.” As long as folks can “get out,” predictable results include both invigoration and restoration! ***** more
What we knew of “isms,” during days of our youth, was limited. There were many “isms” about which we were totally unaware, and that’s still the case. Initially, though, we figured words ending in “ism” were bad “mocus,” and to be avoided whenever possible. Old-timers complained of painful rheumatism; some of ‘em said they had “rheumatiz.” Years later, it dawned on us that the two terms are interchangeable. Astigmatism came into focus to expand our limited inventory of “isms,” and “communism” may have been our first “ism” word unrelated to health…. more
Hurricanes, floods, fires and earthquakes. All are natural disasters. But how does one react to a man-made tragedy of equal proportions to any natural disaster? Some will blame it on the division in America. In turn, they will blame the division on presidential administrations (past or present) or on the media (mainstream, cable or online). Yet the real answers lie in individuals and the choices each makes. more
Last weekend, my church hosted a ladies’ conference. I went to it unsure of what it was all about. The preview posts about it on social media were not really clear about what the program would include. It ended up being a good conference put together and done entirely by women from our church. Some sang, some spoke, some greeted and were part of the planning team. more
Living in Jacksonville and working in Whitehouse obviously requires a commute. Though most people measure distance in miles, we Texans tend to measure distance in time. So, my drive to work, and back home, is 20-25 minutes long. more
Last month, my husband and I celebrated our twenty-third wedding anniversary. We actually dated for two years before we got married, so it was sort of a twenty-five year anniversary. We have three great kids who are all nearly grown. Savannah’s twenty-one and in college, living two and a half hours away on her own, doing well. Sam is a senior and working here in Whitehouse. Sarah is a junior who is in the band and has a part time job. They are healthy. They are more
Rarely do I make promises that I do not intend to keep. I am quick to make ‘em, though, if they’re likely to be forgotten by the person to whom they’re made. Examples of the “likely-to-be-forgottens” include the promise to avoid chocolate for 60 days or to chew each bite of food 28 times. more
Here lately, I have seen a lot of articles, blogs, and memes online about kindness. Not just random acts of kindness, but whole movements of people celebrating those who make a choice to be kind, to use kind words, to encourage kindness in others. And I love it! I think our world would be such a better place if we all lived this way day to day. Wouldn’t it be nice to live in a world where people continually sought out ways to bless others instead of continually seeking ways to destroy others? more
My Uncle Mort, who has called the thicket his home during his 105 years of life, has a new neighbor who may have been made in the same mold. Oh, calling him a “neighbor” may be a stretch, since his spread is over the river and through the woods from Mort’s. Let’s call the neighbor “Bud,” who probably is 30 years Mort’s junior. The men look at life through similar lenses, and if they aren’t from the same “family tree,” surely they hail from the same orchard. more
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