She has walked through fearful hallways
And crossed thresholds fraught with pain,
Yet arose each dawning morning
To take up her cross again.
Wearing courage like a mantel
To traverse every day
With spirit like a beacon,
Shining bright along the way.
She has set a fine example
To cancer victims everywhere—
… Continue reading Facing Cancer with Courage
There is probably no job so difficult as caring for other people’s children. I know it was the most difficult job I ever had and I wasn’t very good at it. Actually, I wasn’t very good to other people’s children. I was good with my own, to the best of my memory, I just
… Continue reading Not fit for the job…
I have a case of asthma
Which makes me gasp and wheeze;
I grow a little worse each day
From pollen in the breeze.
And so my granddaughter , three years old,
Is busy looking for
The cat she thinks I hid somewhere
Before she came in the door.
She thinks her grandma’s back
… Continue reading Please God, No Asthma for my Granddaughter!
There’s a picture on my wall—
The one I love the most of all.
In the photo she is grinning
With her little face so winning
That it always brings good cheer
Though it’s hung there many years.
She is beautiful in the photo, as she is today;
But she’s no longer like that
… Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl
There is something I learned from raising a “difficult” child that I now utilize with my grandchildren, both the exasperating ones and those with sweet temperaments. I think it helps them cope with new situations.
Prepare your child for everything. Don’t let him walk into a strange situation with no preparation. Tell him what
… Continue reading Prepare your Child for New Situations.
Usually it’s worse in the fall; but sometimes it’s bad in the spring as well. For those of us with allergies, the flowers that bloom and the pollen that swirls are like poison darts in the air that attack our nasal passages, bronchial tubes and lungs.
For me, as for most folks that suffer
… Continue reading How you can help allergy sufferers
It’s on an urban street,
And there’s no one alive to thank
For the unexpected pleasure
Standing by the First State Bank.
It’s a tree with ample bough
Spreading broad across the sky,
With splendid bright green leaves
That give pleasure to the eye.
Every spring it blooms with promise,
Every fall in glory
… Continue reading A City Tree
Garfield (fake name) is nearly a decade younger than I. When he asked me out after I had known him a couple of months, I tried to turn him down, suggesting that he needed to date a younger woman; but my heart wasn’t really into my suggestion because, truth to tell, I was already
… Continue reading Top of the Line
I don’t really understand Facebook. Sometimes I am told that someone has requested to be my friend, but more often I just seem to develop friends that I don’t recall ever approving. But “friendships” are nice, so I haven’t worried about that too much; and besides, I’m too busy to pay much attention to
… Continue reading Facebook Faux Pas
My grandmother, Laura Jane Payton, was born in 1868. Sadly, she died in 1910, at the age of forty-two.
She died giving birth to her twelfth child. Ten were still living when she died. My mother was only five when her mother died. The family survived the tragedy and the children went on to
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