It was a bad beginning when one of my high school English students began a sentence with “Me and George . . . ” interrupted by my correction “George and I.” It was a worse intro to hear a young physician begin her sentence with “Me and my partners . . .” on a state-wide…
Book Giveaway: Comment and/or like this page, Facebook site or email and your name will be entered for a drawing October 13. Two copies of Chicken Soup for the Soul: Miraculous Messages from Heaven will be given away. My story “Ears to Hear” is in it. It can be found in stores October15. The artwork…
I recently heard Beth Moore say kindness is not a weakness. This is one time I knew something already. I have often considered all of those Rude Judes as people who are extremely insecure and use their moods to manipulate others. And, I must note, I am always saddened by their responses. So in my…
Think late 15th century Renaissance Italy. Milan, to be exact; the years 1495-1498 to be exactor. A man well known for his great wealth and family name–Sforza–hired an artist well known for his wealth of talents and name now synonymous to The Renaissance Man–da Vinci. The Last Supper was painted on a wall that would…
For the last post in Part One I shared how I did projects and straightened my house. I’m like the oldest child in the Family Circle comic strip who when sent on an errand by his mom couldn’t just walk to the end of the block and back. He had to take the meandering scenic…
While visiting with a new friend the other day, I captured a glimpse of two of her sons. One was athletic and loved the arts–theater and music. Another was strictly academic, a genius with the computer who had no interest in sports. This woman was offering her sons opportunities to develop their strengths, yet she…
On Thanksgiving day, our five-year-old granddaughter Elizabeth wasn’t the least bit interested in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade. She wanted to create her own parade. First, she lined up my husband Bill, Pop to her, and me, known as Nonny, in the circle drive. She then placed her baby doll Bella in the doll’s small red…
The Art of Lovely Living: 