You had me @ THANK YOU!

If there is one thing I was taught growing up, it was the importance of writing thank you notes. I suppose it’s my Southern roots. Well, not so much mine, but my mother’s and her diligence to seed and cultivate a heart of gratefulness. She never got around to teaching me how to cook, balance…

Christianese and Other Languages

“Tricycle me, Pop! Tricycle me!” three-year old Elizabeth hollered while sitting on her red trike in the driveway. E’s little legs didn’t have the strength to push the pedals.  But Pop had plenty of strength, guiding her with the gentle push she needed to keep her rolling. Bill (Pop) mentioned later, “Children amaze me how…

When Bad and Ugly Turn Good, No, Brilliant!

“She’s allergic to what?” I stared down at my two-year-old daughter. The swelling red bumps in corn rows spotted down her tiny back. “So what can she eat?” Dr. Gordon was a staunch and strict allergist, who in her mid-seventies presided with totalitarian rule. However, she was the best, and I needed the best for…

Swans on our Rhine River cruise--photographed in 2014

Friendly or Flirty? Part 2

  Friendly or Flirty? Part 1 is here. My husband Bill and I prefer nonfiction books that teach us through others’ life experiences and scientific research. We recently finished Unbroken, a powerful and harrowing life story of Louis Zamperini, a World War II POW whose rebirth in Christ mended his life and marriage. We then delved into…