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    Home Is Where the Heart Is

    Today’s prompt is an easy one for me and as soon as I read it, I knew in an instant what my answer would be. It asks the question, what special item

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    A Grand Celebration

    Yesterday was Father’s Day, and I was happy to watch as our children paid “homage” to my husband, their father, on his special day. But in a way, I was

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    My Pride and Joy

    If you ask just about any mother in the world the thing she is most proud of, I think you’ll find that she’ll answer without hesitation that it is her children. I’m

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    My Beloved Mother

    Today is my mother’s birthday, and although she is no longer with us,  I know that she watches over her family with love from heaven.  She has always remained alive

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    God Bless You My Child

    It was January 21, 1984.  I’ll never forget that day as long as I live.  It was the day we brought our little Joey home.  He was only eight weeks

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    There’s No Place Like Home

    The other day I realized I needed to renew my driver’s license. Believing that there’s no time like the present, I proceeded to go ahead and take care of the renewal

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    My Little Blossom

    As I’ve written before, I have three children: one son and two daughters, and I’m proud of each and every one of them. Joe, our oldest, has long since left

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    A Special Connection

    A couple of months ago I received some very sad news about my Uncle Kris. I was told that he has lung cancer. He’s well into his eighties, and though

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    Daughter Dear

    Today’s blog entry is going to be about a subject that is dear to my heart: our oldest daughter Sarah. The first wedding among our three children will take place

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    I Remember You, Daddy

    Last night I suffered through another bout of insomnia, a malady to which I’m no stranger. It seems the older I get, the more often I have to face this

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Bridge Over Troubled Water



Bridge Over Troubled Water by Simon and Garfunkel is a song which describes what my husband is to me. He is always there for me, no matter what the circumstances may be. Whether it’s in good times or bad times, through sickness and through health, whether we’ve been financially secure or not, he’s never wavered, not for one single moment. I have always been able to count on his love and support. He has always been my bridge over troubled water, and for this I am eternally grateful. I dedicate the following poem to my husband, Michael:


~ Y-O-U ~


You are my morning, my noon, my night,

You are my stars, my moon, and my sun,

You are my laughter and my delight,

You are my dear, my special someone.


Yours is the love which I always seek,

Yours are the arms I always run to,

Yours is the kiss which makes me feel weak,

Yours are the words that say I love you.


You always make me feel I matter,

You always make me feel I’m the best.

You always make my worries scatter,

You always make me feel I am blest.


You are the one who’s there when I’m sad,

You are the one who’s there when I’m blue.

You are the one who can make me glad,

You are the one who will see me through.


You’ll give me happiness ’til the end,

You’ll give me joy sent from above.

You’ll give me what I need in a friend,

You’ll give me what I need in a love.


You are all that I need to succeed,

You are all that I’ll ever ask for.

You are all that I will ever need,

You are all that I’d want forevermore.


Y – O – U


This post has been a written as part of the Singing Saturday Challenge.



She Loves You by the Beatles


beatlesOn this day, August 23, 1963, the Beatles released the hit single, “She Loves You” in the United Kingdom, which went to Number 1 on September 12th and stayed number 1 for four weeks. “She Loves You” was the best-selling single for the Beatles in the United Kingdom. The single set and surpassed several records in the United Kingdom charts, and set a record in the United States as one of the five Beatles songs that held the top five positions in the American charts simultaneously on April 4, 1964. 




Who could ever forget this iconic song by the Beatles? I’ve read a bit about this song, and in my research, I read that it was this particular song which thrust the Beatles full-scale into the British national spotlight. And part of the reason for this was due to the repetitiveness and effectiveness of the song’s “hook,” which is the “yeah, yeah, yeah”  chanted repeatedly throughout the song. As a matter of fact, they were so effective that in some parts of Europe, the Beatles actually became known as the Yeah-Yeahs!



But whenever I think about Beatlemania, I become a little bit sad. The reason for this is that when Beatlemania hit, I was only seven or eight; so therefore, I was too young to appreciate who they were. I was too young to be one of those screaming teenage girls in the crowd clamoring to get a glimpse of the Fab Four. I was too innocent to be among those adolescent girls who fainted in their seats as they listened to the four young men from Liverpool on stage singing and rocking to the beat of the music. I wasn’t old enough to be one of those star-struck girls sobbing her heart out as she watched John, Paul, George, and Ringo perform. Yes, I was just too young to be part of Beatlemania . . .

Come to think of it, maybe I was lucky! :)

QUOTE OF THE DAY:  “From one generation to the next, the Beatles will remain the most important rock band of all time.”   ~ Dave Grohl



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This post is presented as part of my special weekly feature, Red-Letter Saturday. If you’d like to to know more information about Red-Letter Saturday, simply click on the image. 


Waiting . . .


It had been nine months since Jennifer McAllister had tied the big yellow bow around the tree in the front yard, shortly after saying a tearful goodbye to her husband, Rick, right before he shipped overseas with his military unit. It’s true that they had been communicating as often as possible via the internet and Skype, but a computer was no substitute for the warmth of your husband’s arms around you in the dark of night or for his tender kisses on your lips in the early morning dawn.

And even though her life had gone on as usual while he’d been away, it was also as though time had been standing still for her because she’d been waiting for him to come home – just waiting, ever so patiently, day after day, week after week, month after month.

But now that wait was almost over and in five more hours she would have him in her arms once again because he was coming home for good. And the first thing they would do together would be to take down the yellow ribbon because she wouldn’t ever have to wait again.


This story is part of Five-Sentence Fiction.  This week’s word was:  waiting.


Simple Pleasures



Isn’t it funny how everyone does seem to have their own particular drink that they fancy? As a matter of fact, there are even some people who cannot seem to live without it; or at the very least, start their day without it, especially when it comes to drinking their morning cup of coffee!

I think this must have something to do with the fact that as humans, we absolutely are creatures of habit.

Did you know that about 83 percent of adults drink coffee in the United States, which averages out to about three cups a day per person, or 587 million cups? As a matter of fact, the United States is the world’s biggest consumer of the beverage. I mention these statistics because I knew it would be the most popular drink for the average American adult.

I used to drink coffee in my early adult years, when my mother was still living, and I was still living at home. I cherish the memory of many mornings spent sitting at the breakfast table across from her, sharing a cup of coffee together, chatting about everything, just the two of us. But I don’t drink coffee anymore, so I’m not included in the statistics cited above. We do own a coffee maker; however, which is used only whenever our children or company visits our home.

My favorite beverage is tea, hot tea. I do not care for iced tea at all. But I love steaming, hot tea. What kind of tea, you ask? Ah, that is my favorite part. I love all different flavors. Green tea, green chai tea, apple cinnamon, holiday dream, florence, coconut cabana, chocolate peppermint patty, chocolate cherry bomb, chamomile, peach … there are just so many that I love!

I am a little picky about my tea; however. I do not like to use tea bags. I prefer to use tea from tea leaves because I think it tastes fresher and better. I also use filtered water and a French press to make my tea because I have found that the French press makes a perfect cup of tea! I also use a little milk and sugar to make my tea taste just right. Tea relaxes and soothes me. It is one of the comforts of life that I enjoy.

Could I live without my tea? Yes, I suppose I could. But why should I? It’s just one little pleasure in life that I think I deserve, so I think I’ll keep on enjoying it. After all, life is short. We must enjoy it while we can.

QUOTE OF THE DAY:  “Pleasure is the Divine seasoning in the diet of life.”  ~ Lewis F. Korns





You Don’t Know What You’ve Got Til It’s Gone

Why do we work? Well, if we think about this question carefully and answer truthfully, most of us will answer that we work to earn a living in order to pay for things like a roof over our head, clothes on don't knowour backs, and food to eat. But how many of us really, I mean really enjoy our work enough that we would do it even if we weren’t paid for it? Let me tell you a story.

For twenty-five years I worked full-time at a local hospital. I was a registered nurse, working in a busy operating room where we performed many different surgeries – from tonsillectomies to brain surgery. There were many emergency surgeries and I could not even tell you the number of times when I was part of a surgical team that saved a patient’s life. My work could be very awesome and rewarding; it could also be very stressful.

I led a very busy life. Every day, after working an eight-hour shift at the hospital, I would rush home to my “other” job as wife and mother. Our three children kept my husband and me very busy. We had to chauffeur them to all their activities, wherever they may be. Our children were involved in many activities from sports to dancing and music lessons. We spent hours upon hours in hockey arenas, on baseball and football fields, in dance and karate studios and in gymnasiums for gymnastic classes. I cannot even count the number of times we attended boy scout and girl scout meetings, school plays, orchestra concerts, and cello recitals. Our children loved these extracurricular activities and we felt they helped to make our children well-rounded. In addition, my husband and I were active members in our church, and we volunteered for many ministries. We were so busy; and now, many years later, it is all just a blur to me.

It was during this time, while our children were growing up, when I fervently wished I did not have to work. I really wanted to be a stay-at-home mom instead. I told my husband of my feelings, and so we sat down and took stock of our financial situation. After much juggling here and there, we still could not find a way to make this a reality. Our finances just could not support my wish of being a stay-at-home mom. I couldn’t even cut back to part-time! So I accepted this fact and begrudgingly went about the business of being a full-time working wife and mother.

Then a few years later, when our youngest was in high school, our world came crashing down. I was diagnosed with a serious illness which soon took its toll. After several attempts of working even though I was ill, I just could not do it anymore. It was simply too painful to continue working. I became medically disabled. My wish had finally come true – I could not work any more, not even part-time.

It was not long before I discovered that staying home from work was not all it was cracked up to be; especially if you were sick and in bed most of the time like I was. Truth be told –  I missed my work; I missed my friends; I missed the busy schedule; and my husband and I really missed the salary I had been making.

And now, instead of waking up every morning, jumping out of bed, and getting ready for work, here I am –  sick at home with the days stretching out before me with really nothing to do. I am so lonely sometimes I go into an internet chat room just to have someone to talk to. And talk about being bored to tears! I have cried so many times and have often wondered why I have been given this lot in life. Now I know it is just part of our heavenly Father’s plan, but sometimes this fact is not so consoling.

With all this time on my hands, I do a lot of thinking. I think about those busy days when the kids were growing up. I think about the nursing job I had and all the worthwhile work I was doing, like saving people’s lives or making people’s lives better with the surgeries that we performed. I think about the conversations I had with my friends at work during coffee breaks or lunch. I think about the days when I could buy something new and not have to worry about the expense.

Thinking over the past twenty-five years or so, I realized something. I realized that all I had done was wish my life away – instead of appreciating the life I was living at the time.

So my advice to you is this:  Enjoy your life. Live in the moment. Learn how to take the bad with the good. And make wonderful memories. What they say is true:  “You don’t know what you’ve got until it is gone!”

QUOTE OF THE DAY:  “It is the working man who is the happy man.  It is the idle man who is the miserable man.”  ~ Benjamin Franklin



Happy 60th Birthday Mike



Today marks the passage

Of yet another year

In the life of my husband,

The man whom I hold dear.


Today he’s turning sixty,

So we must celebrate

The fact that I’m so happy

He was born upon this date.


He’s nice to everyone he meets;

He treats them all like friends.

He always thinks of others first,

And kindness he extends.


As a husband, he is wonderful.

I couldn’t ask for more.

He’s always there when I need him,

And he causes my heart to sore.


As a father, he’s the very best,

You couldn’t find a better dad.

If you ask our children, they will say

That a better dad could not be had.


And so, for lack of better words,

I would only like to say

To this wonderful man whom I love so much:

Happy 60th Birthday!





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