Loving God, Loving Others, Loving Yourself, and Loving Life
I love to write and can usually write about just about anything. But this topic – “Write about a time you were really scared” stumped me all day…until now. I figured out that my struggle was actually one with vocabulary. You see, I think there is a huge difference between the word fearful and the…
At my age you have to know that I have learned enough lessons to create a dictionary sized book. I’ll just share of few of my little tidbits of wisdom. They just come from my life and I cannot take any of the credit. Never do anything you would not want to be doing if…
So, what would I do if I was told to take three months away from my life? Three months away from my current life. Wow! I would miss my life. But this topic from blogtember has definitely made me think. Many ideas have passed through my mind; would I clean every inch of my house,…
I guess you could say I’m “from good stock”! At least that’s how Papa Avery always would say it. Daddy was a preacher’s son with a mom who played piano beautifully. Mom is from a very poor farming family whose home was filled to overflowing with love. Never for a second in my life did…
As a child, I was taught to observe and appreciate the world around me. I have my mom to thank for my overwhelming love of nature. I talked to butterflies and played with baby lizards and horned toads. Mom taught me to replant worms that I dug up because they were good for the soil….
This month, I find myself in the grip of something I have dreaded for 27 years. The “empty nest” is a scary place for me. I am filled with so many different emotions that sometimes it takes my breath away. I thank God that the love of my life, my sweet husband, will be by…
Smell the Rain I love the smell of rain. Words can’t fully give a description of the aroma. Nor can words explain the feeling that comes over me when the breeze surprises my senses. It is a gift met with expectancy of moisture to come. I find myself searching the sky, longing for the cleansing…
The Old Tree There is just something about an old gnarled tree that makes me ponder life. I love trees. I love to sit in trees, lie under trees, gaze through the branches of trees into the sky, and listen to the rustling leaves in the gentle breeze. I imagine the roots of the tree…
What a wonderful way to start this new blog of mine! Welcome to my Mom’s back porch. Living love is easy from here. You see, I have laughed and cried on this porch. I have shared dreams and disappointments, built relationships, and watched my children play right here in this very spot. I think there…
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