Wednesday afternoon as the familiar smell of sweet potato pies filled our home, I took a moment to think about the year and was filled with an immense sense of gratitude. I try to always take a moment each day and be grateful, be it for a great work day, the weather, my family – even such small things as a beautiful sunset, the sighting of deer on my way home, a great book, a great sentence, an unexpected call from a friend.
I’m not talking a quick and easy throw-together meal, but a meal requiring time spent with a recipe I’ve possibly altered more than once and will continue to do so far into the future (there’s always a rewrite) or something new. The prep and pace should be savored just as the-end-result meal. Leisurely, slow-paced, sips-of-wine-in-between-stirs cooking.
Since tomorrow is Thursday and it's been a while since I honored Throwback Thursday, I went in search of a post which I thought was lost. It was something I wrote as a guest of Kansas Women Bloggers, which is now defunct. Each month they featured a Kansas writer and in July 2015, I was … Continue reading The Light Bearers (July 2015)
“You will never find time for anything. If you want time, you must make it.” … Continue reading Time
This morning, while drinking coffee and bemoaning the coverage of the Thanksgiving Day parade (more floats, less guests!), I decided to fill one sheet of paper with what and whom I am most grateful. I could have filled more sheets, but since I need to getting prepping on that turkey, I limited myself to one. … Continue reading My List of Grateful
The album was filled with glossy 4x6 photos. Photos of the red rose-bush tall against the wood fence; an upward shot of the aging basketball goal framed in Kansas blue sky, one single white cloud in the backdrop; a robin perched on the edge of the stone bird bath; a cardinal balancing among the branches … Continue reading A Life Measured by the Soul- A Tribute to Jeffrey Lane Graber
I am often envious of those whose friendships have endured since childhood, even high school. My brother is a prime example, as his circle of buddies has remained intact through the years. From the relationships he began in little league and junior golf to junior high and even as a high school transfer his group … Continue reading Blood Circle – A Tribute to My Best Friends
Thanksgiving 2014 is in the books, as they say. It was a quiet day, spent with my husband and parents. Call me crazy, but I somewhat missed having too many people in an already crowded and warm kitchen, precariously stacked dirty dishes, having to place dibs on one of the bathrooms, and the beautiful din … Continue reading A Grateful Heart
My family loves sports. It's what we do, what we know, and what we love. My parents are big sports fans, so of course, my sister, brother and I continue to carry the torch. But, with my brother in Kansas City and my sister in Illinois, I miss watching games with them. Thank goodness for texting. I can watch a … Continue reading Day #29 of Wild and Exciting Little Things: Sport Texting
My family is my foundation, my rock, my catalyst, my comfort, my soul. I have been blessed with amazing parents, who not only provided (and continue to provide) unconditional love and guidance for me, my sister and brother, they have proven to be role models to many, from cousins to neighborhood children. A few years … Continue reading The Matriarch(s)