This is my second post in my series on Coping with Tough Times. I’m not a dancer, but I love to dance. Most of my movements are deemed goofy by my kids. As a matter of fact, for about 20 years, while they were home, I relegated dancing to the basement. But now... I’m alone. … Continue reading When in Doubt…Dance
I can’t say the word: “whimsical” without smiling. There’s something about the word. Whimsy is like a joyful secret no one knows but you. ✅ When times are tough, it doesn’t hurt to be a bit whimsical. ✅ Celebrate the silliness of the senses. ✅ Notice the music of the mundane. ✅ … Continue reading Whimsical
“Come weary saints, though tired and weak, Hide away in the love of Jesus.” We danced in the middle of the kitchen floor. Winnie and I waltz-stepped and slowly spun. Around and around. My baby and I were in church. “Come wandering souls and find your home Hide away in the love of Jesus. He offers the … Continue reading The Dance
I learned to tap dance in my first musical. I was 15 years old. I’m not ashamed to say that was 47 years ago. — Yup, I’m old! I was little Josie Cohan way back then. I had to tap dance in the patriotic musical “George M!” George M. Cohan was the part of a vaudeville family … Continue reading When in Doubt…Dance!