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There’s 52 years difference. That doesn’t matter. We’re a team. We’re singing buddies. Well folks, I’m singing and dancing again. I’ve joined a beautiful cast of performers in Godspell. Our ages range from 15 years to 68. Would you like to guess who’s 68? Godspell is not only a beautiful story of redemption and love, … Continue reading Oldster Belts Songs or…Life is a Stage, You’d Better Get Your Act Together
I want to thank whoever plopped the dried out potted geranium next to the trash can, I drove by, backed up, and placed it in my trunk. Gosh! I think I can save this flower! When I finally got home later that day, I pulled my treasured pot from it’s hiding place next to the … Continue reading Junkyard Geranium
Sometimes you just have to take a risk. When your loved one leaves you after 40 years, you’re alone. That, in and of itself, is a risk. I’m an old woman but I refuse to succumb to fear. I won’t be robbed of adventure. I won’t be discouraged. Camping alone is a little risky. Beautiful … Continue reading Risks and Rewards and Renewal
A wise person told me we won’t have much to give if we don’t fill up every once in a while. This is a story of filling. I wasn’t dressed for a snowy walk. I headed to the post office in leaky rubber clogs and an old tattered sweatshirt. No gloves. I grabbed my … Continue reading Fill ‘er Up.
Slowing down a minute to drop this note. In the future I’ll be sharing more about how this Type A “cracked pot” became shattered, but...for today... I want to let you know how I have the power to become new...even at the old age of 66! First...a question: ✅ Is there something missing in your … Continue reading Shattered Pot…Made New
God had me in mind when I stumbled onto the message. Pastor talked about getting stuck in our painful places of grief, regret, disappointment, hurt, rejection, and loss. He said God did not create us to get stuck. -Raise your hand if you’ve ever been a prisoner to pain. (My hand is up.) Let me … Continue reading Get out of the Graveyard!
Here’s a collage of details ...New York City visit. Come take a walk with me.See you at home!
Three lessons today, God. Hmmm. OK. I think I got the message. I haven’t exactly been a stellar wife lately. As I’ve noted before, this Type A gal tends to be high on crabby and low on patience. God knows I need a lesson in gratitude. Lesson # 1 I saw John. He was a … Continue reading Grateful: An Island Story
I hate riding in the boat when it’s zipping through the water at full speed. Bumpy. Saltwater spray. Wind. Yech! The Type A Lady and her bad back hold on for dear life! We can’t take it! No Wake Zones are my favorite. Those official signs tell all boat drivers they MUST creep through the … Continue reading SLOW DOWN: No Wake Zone
When you come right down to it, little things matter. I’m talkin about tiny, precious moments: the baby giggle, the hug...the smile, which might go unnoticed as we struggle with the “big” picture. The Type A Lady’s traveling right now. I’m seeing some big, beautiful. amazing sights, but I’m also noticing some precious moments...and giving … Continue reading The Little Things
Confessions of a Type A Woman 