The Memory Garden Story
With a hurting heart, I began in early March of 2008, to dig the plants from my Mother’s yard and move them to mine, creating what became a Memory Garden. Each time I made a trip to her house, digging in her dirt, my heart would break and the tears would fall…
Our American Hero
Following is a poem by a very special lady, Ethel Lanier. Thank you, Ethel, for sharing your poem with us. It expresses so much of how we need to have faith in God when all around us says to give up and forget who we are and who we have been. God Bless America and...
Hands
Ecclesiastes 9:10 – Whatever you do, do well. For when you go to the grave, there will be no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom. While cleaning my office one day, I found this article about hands. It reminds me of how I felt when I held my mom’s hands...What Really Matters
Over the last several days, I spent valuable time with my family. First, I spent the morning with my youngest grandbaby, and then in the early afternoon, her sister, my oldest grandchild, arrived home from preschool. Together the three of us had a fun and interesting...