The stories and glories of hugging a stranger a day ... and other life lessons
December 29, 2017
Even though I live with my head in the clouds and my feet in cotton wool, I have a hard time reading between the lines.
I don’t really “get” sarcasm. Innuendoes are lost on me.
“Why don’t you just say what you mean?” goes through my mind when confronted with clever talk.
December 27, 2017
Nah. Not a leprechaun. The other one. He has a number of names.
How about malcontent?
No, nobody would like to have a “little guy in green” label.
It signifies something you do not have.
Might never have.
I want to...
December 25, 2017
It was on impulse that I checked May I Hug You to see from where my “followers” hail.
I expected the United States and a couple more English speaking countries.
I found a following reaching the four corners of the earth.
And I am left humbled beyond words.
Each and every o...
December 22, 2017
Let me state clearly:
I deplore sexual harassment, abuse and more, especially if it involves a minor.
And it is written:
Matt 25: 40 And the King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me....
December 20, 2017
October 2017 saw us heading south down the ICW (Intra Coastal Waterway) after Hurricane Irma had done her worst.
Hurricanes. Fearsome Creations by Mother Nature. From June through November Floridians watch and wait and hope and pray.
These horrors start in the Caribbean...
December 18, 2017
It’s not in my nature to do nothing.
When I see a wrong, I want to right it.
When I see an injustice, I want to see justice.
When someone stumbles, I want to hold their hand.
When someone falls, I want to help them up.
When someone cries, I want...
December 15, 2017
I’m blessed with an amazing daughter-in-law.
She’s beautiful, smart, talented, hard-working and an incredible mother.
But when I’m asked about her, the first thing that comes to mind is her laugh and her ability to tell a story.
Emy doesn’t have a lady-like titter, a hors...
December 13, 2017
One of my childhood highlights was the Annual Agricultural Town Fair.
Horses and cows and sheep and goats to be judged.
Knitting and sewing, embroidery and painting.
Cooking and canning and baking.
Ahhh – the BAKING.
Tannie Anna (can’t remember her real n...
December 11, 2017
As Advent hustles us towards Christmas and we eagerly await the birth of the Christ Child, my mind once again turn to his mother.
What do we really know about her? I think about her as I go about my day. I dream about her.
So I tried to walk her path so long ago.
December 8, 2017
There’s small and then there’s small.
There’s the woot-woot kind of small when you find your changed lifestyle, aka eating habits and gym visits have paid off and you slink and slither into a smaller dress size. Sigh………
There’s the overwhelmed kind of small when you stan...
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