A Penny for Your Thoughts...

Sweet Mae...I found this precious photo on a blog that provides vintage pix (forgive me I can't remember which blog) and was touched by her sweetness. The photo was identified simply as "Mae." Who is this little darling and what is she thinking? She has a sad look in her eyes that touches me. I know someone cares about her as evident by the pretty flowers in her carefully curled hair. I want to talk to Mae and make her smile, but she seems to look right through me to the source of her secret. I will never know who this dolly is and that is the magic of it. She can be anyone I want her to be. I want her to be happy.

Sweet Mae...I hope all of your dreams came true...

Colour Your Soul

I love to laugh and find humor in the craziest places. I’m “eclectic” and I like it that way. It makes life extremely interesting and adventurous.

I’m at peace within my soul and I have a love of people. I believe that unless you have walked in the shoes of someone, (and even if you have) you cannot judge that person. Judgmental people bother me. I love to experience people and endeavor to give as much or more joy to others as I receive.

You Don't Always Get What You Want...

I grew up believing if you try hard enough things will work out, one way or another. This is a belief that has been tested by my life. I’ve had to adjust this belief, because the truth is that sometimes things are completely out of my control and sometimes things just don’t work out the way I wish them to. But…I also believe that God has a plan, a good plan for my life and even if things don’t work out the way I plan, He has a higher plan and things will ultimately work out in a way that I never expected. I have learned that I don’t have all of the answers, but at the same time sometimes I have answers right in front of me and I don’t see them.

It is what it is...

A photograph taken during a moment in time...Our last family photo was taken at my son Christopher's graduation in 2002. Since then many pictures have been taken, but none with all of us together.

Seven years later...time has healed some hurts, but time has not erased the love I have for the father of my children. I made a promise in 1980. For better or worse...to be faithful...I took the promise seriously...he didn't. We move on and learn to live with the regrets. Our lives change and we accept the changes. He will always have a special place in my heart. He is the father of my children...

A photograph taken during a moment in time...

My Grammie

I miss Grammie. She was a real lady and always had unconditional love for all of her grandchildren. She was fun and loved to go places and do things. I grew up next door to her and worked on her and my grandpa's dairy farm. All of my friends knew her as "Grammie." I am the oldest grandchild (she only had 4) so I knew her longest. We really had a thing going about the soap opera Days of Our Lives. She watched that soap from the beginning and got me hooked when I was in high school in the 1970's. I would watch it every day I could between work and college and the days I missed, Gram would give me the run down report. In the early 1980's when VCR's came on the scene, I was in seventh heaven! No more missed Days!

Gram never missed "her story" until the last year of her life when it became too difficult for her to follow the stories on TV. Even then she liked to visit with me about the show. She always called it our "story." Gram's life story ended in April 2006. She died peacefully at home surrounded by her family. My aunt, mom and I sang Gospel songs as she was taking her final breaths. Soon she was still. Grammie was in heaven...

If You Never Try...You'll Never Know... Just What You're Worth

Beautiful day in May in the Pacific Northwest! The sun brings clarity and time to clean out the cobwebs in the mind...Today I promise to remember to be part of the solution and not part of the problem in life's "situations." There is nothing so certain as change and everyday brings new experiences, problems and opportunities. In the past I have balked at change...I like my comfort zone. Then a time came when I had no comfort zone and I had to learn to live on the fly, without a net. After many missteps and regrets, I had to learn to let it go and move forward. Too much time looking back leaves one not enough time to see what now brings. I don't want to miss anything. I'm moving forward...