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The state of motherhood means there are children involved. Even if they are grown. Even when the title “Mom” is affectionately given to a special lady in one’s life. A mom might have natural-born children, or they may be adopted. Or foster children. Or those that actually belong to someone else, yet she serves as a parental figure of some sort (such as a mother-in-law). One thing I know for sure about children: they are all different. Bob (my late…..
At my stage of life, there are not many things that I find more enjoyable than time spent with my grandchildren. Last week I was privileged to have two visitors for a couple of days – Vivian (8) and Elijah (4). I brought them home Sunday afternoon, then took them back to their parents on Tuesday evening. The in-between hours were packed with activity. For some reason, Vivian loves to ride on my zero turn mower. Usually when she asks…..
During my childhood, Easter was often referred to as “Resurrection Sunday.” Those of us who are Christians understand the reference, but in today’s society, many people do not. Jesus, the Son of God, came into our world as a baby. He was born to a mother who was a virgin; His Father was God Himself. Jesus began His ministry to others around the age of thirty. The Bible records His story in four different Gospels, located in the New Testament;…..
I spent a portion of Saturday evening doing something I love to do. My church congregation held a Hymn Sing, and I had been looking forward to it. I could sing most of the songs without ever looking at the words on the screen because the lyrics were so familiar to me. As we sang, I couldn’t stop the memories that flowed through my mind. “There’s Power in the Blood” brought recollections of Sunday evening song sessions with a minister’s…..
People frequently comment about how much they enjoy reading about my grandchildren. If you are one of those folk, this one’s for you! On Thursday evening, my telephone rang. Caller ID informed me that my son Adam was on the other end of the line. However, when I answered the call, I heard nothing. Then, in the background, I heard Adam telling someone, “Say ‘Hi, Grammie!’” A little voice promptly obeyed. When I replied, two-year-old Colton began a long spate…..
“Into each life some rain must fall” is a line from a poem written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The same lyric is also declared in a song featuring Ella Fitzgerald and the Inkspots. Both of these depict a hard season of existence. However, there is another way to think about rainy days. Ask any farmer or gardener and you will hear that rain can be a blessing. Thirsty plants gain much-needed moisture to help them along their path to maturity. …..
The trouble with collecting recipes is that I have way more than I will ever prepare. But when the finished products sound good, I keep the recipes. Sometimes I clip them out, sometimes I mark where they are in cookbooks, and at other times I save them on my computer. If I want to make a saved one soon, I print it and add it to the ever-growing stash of others I plan to try in the not-too-distant future. As…..
August is just peach-y! There are days when I sit down at my computer to write my column, and my mind goes blank. It is one of those days. I looked at my list of monthly celebrations, but August doesn’t have very many. National Water Quality Month? Not appropriate for a recipe column. Besides, I don’t know enough about it to count. National Catfish Month? I don’t think I have ever eaten catfish, let alone cooked one. Harvest Month? …..