Have you read through the books of Leviticus and Numbers in the Old Testament lately? Our church is reading through the Bible this year using the app, YouVersion.
I’m not much of a dog person but we rescued Rusty six months ago and he has managed to wiggle his way into my heart.
The countdown is on and Christmas is fast approaching. Are you ready?
There are many jokes about all the words women say in the course of a day. We can chatter on about nothing with a close friend, speak in shorthand with our daughters, or slip in that tidbit of good gossip over lunch.
Sights, sounds, images. I’ve spent 20 hours watching the PBS documentary, “The Vietnam War.”
A few weeks ago I was fretting about how boring life was. It was the end of a long, very hot summer, and I could hardly wait for Fall to arrive.
Where did the month go? The last post was written the day before we drove to Mesa to check out a rescue dog to see if he was a good fit for us.
I grabbed my number from the dispenser on the counter and lingered near to be sure I heard it when it was called.
While scrolling through my email, I found a Groupon for a facial located at a distance not too far away. I love massages but I treat facials more like going to see the dentist
Forty-four years ago, the famous court decision, Roe vs. Wade, was passed.
The Christmas check list seems unending. From decorating the house, shopping and wrapping presents, making cookies, parties and Christmas cards—there always seems to be one more thing to do.
It’s laundry day and piles of clothes are sorted on the floor of the laundry room. You know the process — load and start the washer, move wet clothes to dryer, fold and put away when dry.
My screensaver has this verse sprawled across the top with falling leaves blurred in the background. It is the season of Thanksgiving with the holiday less than a week away.
A dear friend committed suicide a few days ago. It was both sudden and completely unexpected.
The TV and radio are off. I watched a little this morning but I decided I didn't need the tension created by the commentators.
I have one of those kinds of names that is not especially difficult to spell but there are different options.
A nine-year-old girl joined her mother and aunt for a week of camp at Forest Home Christian Conference Center, a first for all of them.
My daughter encouraged me to read the book, Giddy Up, Eunice – Because Women Need Each Other. It’s written by Sophie Hudson and it’s a good thing I have a husband from the South or she might intimidate me with all her Southern analogies.
When we moved to Arizona ten years ago, a family member told me to watch out for the monsoons. Being a California girl …
Our church has the tradition of greeting those around you. I spoke to a woman today who made me stop and think.