I heard him say, “I just can’t forgive myself. I feel so guilty…” I’ve heard others say this very thing but on that day his words hit me in an odd way. What would cause someone to not accept forgiveness? Why would anyone want to hold on to the past that badly? “I feel guilty…” I played…
As 2016 came to an end, I contemplated what adventures were awaiting the arrival of 2017. I like making resolutions, but last year I simplified it to three words: Books, Trips, Easy. As I’ve begun thinking about my words for 2018, I decided to look back and evaluate my 2017 results. Books. YES! it was…
Every been tubing? It was a favorite summer activity as a teen. We’d drive to the middle of nowhere, pay our fee and climb on an old school bus painted hunter green. With a strong enough imagination, you could pretend you were traveling with the Partridge Family. The bus would transport us up a winding…
In early August, Jeff and I booked reservations to travel to Chicago on December 6th. It would be the second of our newly established annual Christmas on Michigan Ave get-a-way. On November 9th I caught a bug which was diagnosed a week later as pneumonia. A week on antibiotics and I still had no energy…
In the past few weeks it’s been made very apparent to me that I’ve created a bit of a nightmare. It started by cracking the door open just a tad and suddenly I realized it was taking all my strength to keep this monster contained. The monster is made up of all the extra responsibilities…
I just recently realized what the saying, Six to one, half-a-dozen to another means. All my life I thought it referred to a mathematical equation – like a ratio. 6 is to 1 like 1/2 of 12 is to another; another equalling X, thus 6:1 = 6:X. The equation made sense but what was mind…