Tag Archives: respect
July Twenty-eighth- Relationships of the Family Kind
Cut short. This morning as I was writing my morning offering, and just as I was considering whether to lengthen it by expanding what I had written, I received a phone call from mom. She needed to get out of … Continue reading
July Twenty-seventh, Happy Another Trip Around the Sun Dad
Happy one more time around the sun dad. Ninety-two years old, did you ever think you would see this day? Happy birthday dad, yes, it is time for my annual thank you, even though I do try to show you … Continue reading
Day 195; Footnotes of Balancing It All Out.
Let it rain, let it rain. We’ve had a fairly steady rain falling for several hours now. It did upset the dogs when it was thundering but all that has passed over leaving that steady rain that was so desperately … Continue reading
May Thirty-first. A Day of Remembrance
How do I begin this? I ponder that question as I sit here, sipping coffee and watching a not so stray cat watch me. I sit here, one dog by my side, the other outside grumbling because I won’t let … Continue reading
Day112; Footnotes of Does Anybody Care Anymore
What are we doing? Maybe, just maybe, it seems trivial to some. Maybe, others simply cannot see the importance. Maybe, some simply don’t care. By now, if you’ve read much of what I’ve written, you realize how much I love … Continue reading
Day 106; Footnotes of What Does Your Garden Grow?
I’m not a happy gardener. I had planted cucumbers the other day…I really, really love fresh garden cucumbers…I mean, really. But, when I went down to the garden today, the ones I had planted, had all died. They had looked … Continue reading
Day 105; Footnotes of Sure Mom
It is always good, to feel wanted and needed. Mom called, was it today or yesterday? She asked if I would mow their back yard. It was bothering dad that it was getting high. Sure mom. I’m not finished with … Continue reading
Day 96: Footnotes of Why?
I knew what I was going to do as soon as I found out how warm it was going to be today. Bella had been wanting to go so badly, and I’ll admit, that I did as well. After getting … Continue reading
February Twenty-fifth; The Words over Ways Over Words
The word I had on my calendar for today is pleasure. I sat here staring at the page with the word scrawled in the box in my disaster of a handwriting, thinking all of my writes are sounding too similar. … Continue reading
