One of the hardest parts of having adult children is that you simply can not see them every day. And that is particularly difficult on those days when I have a bad dream just prior to waking. I had one of those this morning. The kind that is extremely vivid. The kind that is so…
My mind is jumping around like a cat on a hot tin roof, as my grandma used to say. And speaking of cats, there is a gray one that seems to have taken up residence in the condos under our shed. I had just thought yesterday that we may have finally gotten rid of all…
We may be living just one more day with the windows open…but soooo thankful for the respite of low humidity and cool temps this past week. This is the equivalent of a beach vacation in February!! I am still mulling over a great sermon/teaching from our associate pastor yesterday. The third Sunday of a series…