Grain, Pain, and Smiling in the Rain

So I was going to write tonight, but I played on Facebook and was texting around instead. Now I am tired and am going to bed. Waiting for t...

I did not know I had this picture. Dear sweet Cool...well sweet like I am sweet maybe. I am leaving it at that for now. If you know me the...

I cannot figure out why the words I need to spill out will not come to my mind or fingertips. So much emotion boiling bottled up within. A t...

"Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end" Simpler kinder days, when the future lay ahead, and not dan...

Tears burst, drip, gush, and trickle; but from what from well do they spring forth? The eyes?  The heart? When we hold them in, back, keep...

Any Day Now What? What? Really? Life happens. Children grow up. Leave home. The song is about a love affair, not family relationships. Or...

Seems like a lot of thoughts to take on in one blog entry. Why I choose a title and them try and write inspired is beyond me, especially t...

How odd that life can be so difficult; as a Christian, shouldn't I be Joyful in all situations? Giddy with the Love of God? Well,...

Wind whines and whirls outside my window, reminding one of a snarling dragon circling and circling his prey. Even the six inches of insula...

Life, the inhaling and exhaling oxygen and other related gases; a fist sized muscle contacting rhythmically pumping the fluids of life to wa...

Well not really, unless you consider Gettysburg PA a city; but for a Drew and I it was a day on the town and the battlefield. But that is fo...

Will is a horse; Will is Jeremiah's horse. Will is a very large horse. Will is so large that I am always impressed, always, every time I...

Should be in bed. should have taken a shower. should have been a nicer person today. should have spent more time outside, maybe even weeded ...

Can't a girl even enjoy a beer? Globe broken off bedroom light, conveniently snagged from the top bunk, with a plastic coat hanger, pla...

So why did the Blogger ap cut off half of my picture? Huh! Not happy...

No longer the two youngest grandchildren, well, Abbi is still in the youngest two club. But Jack's position has been usurped by a younge...

Here we have it; Tuesday was Kaleb's first day of big boy school. The morning circus has begun. Up and out the door by 7:20AM, drop off ...

I've been pondering lately this notion that many modern parents have bought into; the idea that good parents should create perfect child...

So, sittin' on the back porch sipping lukewarm coffee, hoping my presence prevents any real injury one to  the other of small persons ...