I turn 60 today, a milestone in many ways. Decade birthdays are always a time to reflect — at 30 I thought I was old (not), at 40 I thought I would quit worrying about what others thought (didn’t happen), at 50 I was finally starting to feel empowered. Conversely, 60 doesn’t feel old. Maybe… Continue reading New Traffic Pattern Ahead
The Year I Skipped Christmas
Let’s be honest - how many of you would love to skip Christmas? Just flip the calendar from December 1 to January 1 and be done with it? No decorating, shopping, wrapping, cooking or stress. I've been there. Christmas and I have not always gotten along. We began having our struggles after I married and… Continue reading The Year I Skipped Christmas
A Place for a Tomato
Some women love clothes. Some have a weakness for jewelry. I can’t resist summer vegetables. I stopped by the Farmers Market at the Calhoun Depot on Monday and went a little crazy. I left with three kinds of tomatoes, including a purplish heirloom variety and the most wonderful sweet cherry ones that are like having… Continue reading A Place for a Tomato
Abiding
Abide. It’s an old-fashioned word, not one we use regularly. “How are you abiding today?” “Come abide with me awhile.” Haven’t said that lately. In my devotional the other day, I read this well-known verse about the necessity of being connected to God: “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in… Continue reading Abiding
“We’re all miserable!”
“I don't know what to say, except it's the last week of school and we're all in misery.” I’ve paraphrased one of my favorite quotes from Christmas Vacation to describe the last week of May, when the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and those of us who work in a school are exhausted… Continue reading “We’re all miserable!”
Under Attack
Last week-end started out great as I celebrated my birthday. I enjoyed a nice run in the warm Spring air on Saturday, saw old friends at a birthday party and enjoyed dinner with Keith. But after my run I started feeling stuffy and achy and the next morning woke up with a sore throat and… Continue reading Under Attack
Beige is the color of fear
Beige is the color of fear. I first heard this phrase at our Calhoun Area Writers’ meeting almost two years ago. I was new and nervous, stepping out on a quivering branch to follow a life-long dream of being a writer. Paul Moses, a talented writer and head of graphic design for Royal Thai Carpets,… Continue reading Beige is the color of fear
The Candlemaker | Wake Forest Magazine
Here is a follow-up to my latest post about the Moravian traditions in Greensboro and Winston-Salem - a great read on a 94 year old woman who makes the beeswax candles used for the Wake Forest Lovefeast. http://magazine.wfu.edu/2017/12/01/the-candlemaker/
Christmas Past and Present
Last Sunday morning, a week before Christmas Eve, I finally hung our Moravian star on the front porch. In the hustle and bustle of the season I hadn’t taken it out of its Home Depot box and gotten Keith to patiently put the plastic triangles together. I missed it shining out there at night and… Continue reading Christmas Past and Present
Little Things
Do you have something in your house that has been broken for years, but you've just gotten used to it? That's how we've been with the ceiling fans in several of the rooms in our house. Over the years they had quit working for one reason or another. The one in our bedroom still turned,… Continue reading Little Things
