Time for Another Nincompoop Moment
Well, I guess it’s about time to share another of my nincompoop moments, such as the time I thought my hair dryer cord was too short and the time I used the house phone to call and find my cell…
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Time and Attention
Mother taught me how to embroider when I was still a young girl. This cup towel is one of my first pieces. The stitches may be higgledy-piggledy, but it is a cherished heirloom. The contrast between my stitches and the…
I Would Love to Do That One More Time
I am very grateful to you today. Thank you for reading my heart. A special thank you goes to those of you who have been reading since that first post on April 29, 2013. I always like to celebrate on…
Every Second Counts
As I sat down last night to write this post about the preciousness of time, I wondered how to illustrate it. Then I remembered a clock that Ray and I saw in 2014 when we were privileged to visit Vancouver,…
Precious and Few
I think God must have specially wired our brains for music. We store a wealth of music in our heads and you never know when a song from the past will pop out of your mental storage bank and into…
The Joy of Being Finite
The joy of being what? Let me explain . . . On Thursday night, Ray and I attended a lecture by Dr. Kelly M. Kapic in nearby Cookeville. Kapic is the author of You’re Only Human: How Your Limits Reflect…