Twenty six years ago I lost my Daddy. So many of my readers know the story of my mom and of her continuing journey through dementia but probably not much about my sweet Daddy. When I say that I miss him every day it is Continue reading →
Today’s teapot is one that is a fun musical teapot. Who doesn’t want to listen to a little song when they pour their tea? Continue reading →
Treasures from the attic is a bit of a stretch but it made a better title than Treasures From the Space Over the Garage. Last summer I got together with my siblings at my brother Chris’ house in Ashland, Ohio and we went through some Continue reading →
A love that lasts is one of those things that many people seek and are never able to find. I was feeling a bit verklempt Sunday morning as my week started and morphed into being just like any other week during COVID -19 self isolation. Continue reading →
You guys know what I am talking about, right? When you hear a song and it takes you right back to a place and time? This past week one of my college friends posted this picture on Facebook. I was immediately transported back to my Continue reading →
Good morning (or afternoon or evening or whenever you are reading this) to you. I am feeling a bit reflective at the moment and sometimes it just seems right to spend a bit of time writing those reflections down so I can retrieve them later. Continue reading →
I haven’t done an edition of What’s On My Wall for a really long time and today is the day to show a couple of pieces that are very dear to me. My mom has always been an amazing crafter and artist. From making cards Continue reading →
A cloud of witnesses. That describes that picture above perfectly. Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked Continue reading →
Three blue Rubbermaid totes sit in the apartment space above our garage. Three containers filled to the brim with photo albums, scrapbooks and memories from my side of the family. Years and years of memories are collected in these containers and as I carried them Continue reading →
I spied it in an antique shop in Marblehead, Ohio. The same shop where I found that magnificent card catalog last year. I saw it and the memories came flooding back. An inexpensive plastic canister set used to sit on my Grandma Bonnie’s counters. Red Continue reading →
