Nine o’clock was quickly approaching.
We all waited with anticipation for the phone to ring. We could always count on our family phone call.“Is it 9:00 yet, Mommy?” the boys would ask every ten minutes as they waited impatiently to talk to their Daddy. I loved seeing them excited to talk to Ron, but I…
The birthday lunch is almost ready.
I am waiting impatiently for the last part of the meal to be done. “Ding” The microwave timer tells me now the final part of our meal is done. I get the food out, and place it carefully on top of the rest of our lunch. The…
My mother-in-law handed me a bowl of steaming hot soup.
“Add some fresh onions and squeeze a little lemon juice on it” she instructed as she passed me a plate of fresh, soft, and warm corn tortillas. I watched as everyone around the table dipped the tortilla into the soup and then ate it. I…
You are writing your story every day
It may not be with pen and paper, or a computer screen, but you are telling your story by living your life. What you are writing is determining your legacy.
We all have the power to create our own story. Others are watching your life and they are retelling…
When our children are born, we have total control over every part of their lives
Wash your face, comb your hair, pick up your room, put your dirty clothes in the hamper, clear your plate, wipe the table, sweep up your mess, take off your shoes, cut your hair---your clothes are too tight, too loose,…
I have been thinking a lot about trust lately
Welcome, friends! I have been thinking a lot about trust lately. Trust is a strange thing. It is both fragile enough to break with the smallest of offenses; and strong enough to carry you through the worst trials life can throw at you. Broken trust shatters…
The landlord asked me, “Are you married?”
That was an easy question to answer, but I knew the next questions would be more difficult. “Yes, I am happily married,” I replied. Then I held my breath….waiting for the next question to be asked. “What does your husband do for a living?” There it was. The…
When Ron went to prison, I jumped into “legal liaison” mode.
I called and hired attorneys, got copies of transcripts, and checked into laws, timelines, and appeals available to us. I was desperately trying to provide as much support as I could to my husband. After all, helping him fight the legal battle seemed…