After Friday
This is my daughter’s last week of high school. (more…)
My Family Tree is an Apple Tree
I wish I knew more about my ancestry — I couldn’t tell you when the first generation of my family came to America. I have general knowledge of the history of my name and I have it on good authority (my Grandma Minder) that on my mom’s side, I’m related to Mark Twain. (If that is not true, I don’t want to know.) For what I lack in information, I make up in passion. I have vivid cherished memories associated with several of my aunts, cousins, & grandparents — some still living, some deceased.
Macho Men Play with Dollhouses
When it comes to men, what is handsome? I guess it depends on who you ask. Scan the magazine aisle at the store (if you dare) and you would see how society has come to define masculine sex appeal — ripped abs, perfectly-tailored designer suits, and the perfect amount of face stubble.
I would say “handsome” is something I can’t exactly define, but I know it when I see it, and I see it in my husband, David often. (more…)
My Love Tank is Full
I’ve never read a Harlequin novel or any book with Fabio on the cover.
I’ve never seen The Notebook. Ladies, I’ll wait until you calm down.
Tulips are Red and Irises are Purple
The three little words every woman wants to hear. “I love you,” right? Deep down, the three little words I want to hear are, “I get you.” Followed closely, perhaps, by, “And I love you anyway.”
My husband gets me. He gets my jokes, he gets my quirks, he gets my pet peeves, he gets my apprehensions, he gets my faults, and he gets my love. I know how very much he understands me by how expertly he speaks my love language and navigates my moods. He does little things that mean so much to me, like starting my car on cold mornings (and remembering to turn on the seat warmer), turning on my heated mattress cover about an hour before we go to bed, and bringing a blanket and covering me up as we watch our favorite TV program on the loveseat. Apparently, he gets that I’m always cold.
What’s it Worth to You?
This morning I visited an inmate I met at the weekly Bible study I do in our county jail. Through the chaplain, she requested a visit and through the chaplaincy program, I am able to come and visit her by means of video communications. While I waited for her to be brought to the designated room — her end of the two-way video conference — I watched the instructional video on the kiosk in the jail lobby. The video provides directions for those who wish to schedule video visitations with inmates. A company called Telmate administers the program. They allow inmates to connect with friends and loved ones via email messages, phone calls, photo sharing, and video visits — for a cost. Regardless of your opinion about whether inmates should have such rights, it got me thinking. What if I had to interact with my friends and loved ones in this manner? (more…)