April Thoughts

The forsythia, reflecting the sun’s warmth, and touched by God’s hand, blossoms in its yellow glory. Fragrant hyacinths of white, pink, and blue, planted many Easters ago, resurrect and bring their Beauty to the world.


There’s a break in the bitter temperatures, snow, and icy rain, and I’m able to keep my doctor’s appointment today. The hospital’s parking garage is almost filled—so many people here today (I think.) One has to be careful just getting out of the car as little pieces of ice have fallen from cars parked here earlier.

Going to Lunch at the Senior Center

Tuesdays and Thursdays have a special encounter

A wholesome lunch at the Senior Center. Menus of Fried Chicken, Macaroni and Cheese,

Chicken Cacciatore, or Turkey Stew if you please.

The Real Deal

Someone once said to me, “You are not a plastic person.” I’ve remembered those words forever because they are how I want to be—genuine. Over the 75 years I’ve been on this earth, I’ve met many people I’ve bonded with instantly—because they are real people who act on what they know to be right and good.

Thanksgiving Thoughts

As friends and family gather around our Thanksgiving tables, we give thanks to the Creator for His Blessings. We share food, fellowship, laughter, memories and plans for the future.

October Thoughts

Already I miss the trees’ green leaves that offered their shade from the blistering sun’s summer heat. Yet, I am in awe of the beauty of the reds, oranges, yellows, and even browns that blend in together to beautify the landscape.

The Blue Jays

They know what time I get up, and each morning they wait in the trees by the back door for me to toss them some crumbled bread. Then, they call to their family and friends to come and get some breakfast, too.

A Beautiful Day in June

In the park the roses bloom with their colors of red, pink, yellow, white, and lavender. I stop to take in their sweet fragrance.

Mother’s Day

On Mother’s Day we honor our mothers, grandmothers, god-mothers, and aunts for all the love and devotion they have given us, and the sacrifices they have made over the years. We tell them the words in our heart, “I love you,” and they are happy.

April Thoughts

A miracle of Spring, the tiny yellow flowers of the forsythia greet us all over town. Daffodils, so bright their yellow color, appear in the yards and along the sides of the road — planted there by others that we may enjoy them today.