Cactus Flower

An old friend of Greyson's went home to heaven early this morning. At camp Uncle Harold would often spend time talking with Greyson and singing little songs. He taught Greyson the song, If It Hadn't been for Grayson, I'd be in Tennessee. All the boys can tell you some of Uncle Harold's favorite stories and jokes. When Greyson heard this morning that Uncle Harold had passed away, he was quiet for a long time. When I told him that I heard that he had just died in his sleep, he asked how that must feel. I replied that I thought it was good. Later Greyson came back to me and said that it was good. It meant that Uncle Harold had fallen asleep and woken up in Heaven. He was a good friend to all my boys.   Hang down your head, Tom Dooley. Hang down your head and cry. Hang down your head, Tom Dooley. Poor boy, you're bound to die. This time tomorrow. Reckon where I'll be. Hadn't been for Grayson, I'd be in Tennessee...

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.  Clarence B. Kelland Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope.  Bill Cosby  A father carries pictures where his money used to be.  My Dad's a hard man to get a picture of.  He's quiet, always working.  Hope your Sunday is good.   I'm so thankful for a man like you as my father.  So glad for all I learned from you as a girl and now as a woman.   Happy Father's Day, Daddy!

2005 The Dishes Went Unwashed One Day The dishes went unwashed one day We didn’t make the beds I took their hands and followed Where their eager footsteps led. Oh, yes, we went adventuring All three boys, and I Exploring in the our yard Beneath the deep blue sky. We played out in the warm bright sun We wandered here and there The kitchen wasn’t swept that day But life was glad and good. That my house was neglected That we didn’t sweep the stairs In twenty years, no one on earth Will know or even care. But that I helped some little boy To a nobler man grow In twenty years, the whole wide world Will look, and see, and know! I found this poem in an old, out of print Girl Scout Manual many years ago.  I modified it to suit my family and got it out today as I consider the role of Christian women in the world today.  Could it be we have our focus way off as we rush from here to there trying to accomplish so much for Go...

Don't you love the smell of clothes dried on the line in the fresh air and sunshine.   Don't you love driving with the window rolled down on a cool, breezy day, just taking in all the scents and sounds. Don't you love the smell of fresh flowers, especially the ones that grow right outside your door! The best things in life are nearest:  Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you.  Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.  Robert Louis Stevenson Breathe.  Let go.  And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.  O. Winfrey I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart:  I am, I am, I am.  Sylvia Plath Tonight I'm thanking God for simple things like fresh, clean air!  Take care...

I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands.  When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat.  For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. W. D. Wedgefarth She's my faithful friend. She's a mut saved from a doomed life on the streets. She's the happiest dog I know. She's kind of crazy and a little "blonde." She can be so timid that she wets the floor when she thinks she's in trouble, but she can fight with the best and win. She's a professional ratter. She loves to throw them up in the air and catch them as they come down for a good nip to end their horrid lives! She can shake, sit, and play dead on command! Thanks, Girl, for being my faithful friend!

Enjoy the moment, think of little, just breathe