I remember as a child how much I enjoyed playing with Barbies. They were my favorite childhood toy, but I also remember hugging the “life” out of a Raggedy Ann doll I had. At one point I even dressed up as Raggedy Ann for a play at church. The one thing I found fascinating was the red hair (or red …
Aside from those suffering with allergies, I think most people feel special when they wear perfume or cologne. I must admit that I am one of those people. From an early age, my mother would not allow my sisters and I to leave the house without putting on perfume (and baby powder… why? No clue). Of course, at the time …
Last week, I kicked off my new series, Chasing Life: Field Notes, with a blogpost about aging. The purpose of this series is to share some of the things I have been doing to make my latter days better than the first. Some of these things include traveling, meeting new people, making and trying new things, and always learning! One …
Nothing about today was significant, except for the fact that on this day I would be going to see my hair stylist to tackle my faded dark brown hair that had now become like a mushroom with a white/grayish stem and a brownish top. Ugh, aging comes whether we want it to or not! On days like today, I reminisce …
“To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.” -Maya Angelou When my father became ill with a pulmonary disease that eventually took his life, my mother would call me almost every day, at any hour of the day, to cry and unload her grief since …
The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for. Louis L’Amour Lately, I have been reminiscing on my travels abroad; the places that have impressed me and the people who have touched my heart in more ways than I could ever mention. When I was in South …
“Life handed him a lemon,As Life sometimes will do.His friends looked on in pity,Assuming he was through.They came upon him later,Reclining in the shadeIn calm contentment, drinkingA glass of lemonade.”[11] The Optimist as it appeared in a 1940 edition of The Rotarian I have read the story of the potter in Jeremiah chapter 8 many times, as I do a “read through …
“I was glad to be surrounded by precious people who made me feel like I mattered more than my disease.” (Chasing Life, P124) I met Hanna Freeman about ten years ago at a missions conference in Tennessee. The connection between us was almost immediate, and we found ourselves sharing stories of the field and our thoughts on God, life, and …
You have to find things that bring you joy to replace what you are no longer able to do…
Her paintings are like a walk through a healing garden. You can feel her pain and her joy while carefully studying the imagery in her art.