I remember Saturdays going to town with him. Town was a six mile trek and riding along with Pawpaw was a treat. I am sure he brought along other of the grandchildren on occasion. But I think he had this way of making each of us feel special so I only remember it being just...
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Fences line the country roads of my youth. Keeping the animals from escape. Keeping them safe. How many fences do we have in our lives that keep us safe? Sometimes safe does not lead us to our purpose. Safe does not always allow us to grow. Do you build fences around your heart out of...
Warning: Photo heavy post. This week’s theme for Photo Friday was ‘Time.’ Below is my take. “Why is it I only realize how much I miss the foothills of my childhood when I return for a visit?” I posted this question on twitter and Facebook during a recent visit to my parents’. To which a...
God gives us the gift of ordinary time. Days of normality. Much needed respites. Life is filled with roller coasters of emotion. One day my spirit seems to drift high with His presence and peace. Anxiety and inner turmoil bombard on others. Days when I wonder what my purpose is. When I ask if...
Foothills surround the valleys and farms of my childhood. While farms were a part of my life I was never a farm girl. Even being raised ‘out in the country’ I am unsure I was ever meant to be a country girl. I remember many afternoons sitting on my great grandparents’ porch on their farm....
