My deepest desire with this blog is to inspire and encourage you with uplifting words. Over this past month, I’ve had trouble finding the...

Before laptops and batteries, computers were dependent on electrical outlets for their power source twenty-four seven. This was the time ...

I love the first whiff of coffee as you step into Starbucks. Don't you? It is comforting and relaxing. I rarely get the chance to write ...

“What’s for dinner?” Stew throws the million-dollar question out there like he does every afternoon on his way home from work. What he me...

The cab driver asks my girls, "Well, what do you think of NYC?" "It is a lot to take in," Claire says as she cranes her neck, looking int...

I know, I know. Everywhere you look, you are being reminded to care for yourself. This is a trendy topic, for sure. When pushing myself t...

What if I worked hard all year not to save money for Christmas presents, but to give gifts of encouragement, praise, and security!

Each Season Has a Purpose – Part 2, The Season of Dormancy In my last post, I shared my love for farming and what it teaches me about wal...

Antique stores and yards sales, monuments and history, and one very important missed road sign are what comes to mind when I recall a fam...

The Farm Teaches Me About Seasons Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, a time to every purpose under the heaven: 4:11 He ha...

“You are just one of those people that everything just works out perfectly, aren’t you?” I will never forget those words that were spoken...

Where do I start, from the beginning... the day our lives turned upside down on 9-9-81, almost 38 years ago. We had arrived in Memphis si...

Being a stay at home mom is tiring and exhausting physically and mentally. Being a stay at home mom is lonely. Sure, I’m never ALONE,

As I have entered the second half of my thirties I have found that many things do not surprise me anymore. I can cast a generalization he...

The rain turns from whispering to shouting as the car creeps along the dark stretch of the highway. The wind plays tug- of- war with our ...

Almost two months ago I accepted a new full-time position as an Instructor for Respiratory Therapists at a local college. I had served as...

“I’ll be praying for you.” A common phrase you hear in the south, but do people really stop and pray later or does it slip their minds? S...

Disappointment can fly into your life like a line drive or creep up on you like a cheetah stalking her prey, but however it finds you, it...

One of the things I love most about my home is the feeling of "home". I know that sounds silly, but I have lived in or visited homes wher...

Have you ever wanted to share lessons you have learned with other women who could be struggling with those same troubles you have already...