No long-term marriage is made easily, and there have been times when I've been so angry or so hurt that I thought my love would never recover. And then, in the midst of near despair, something has happened beneath the surface. A bright little flashing fish of hope has flicked silver fins and the water
It’s Gerry's birthday today. We don’t make a big fuss around here, but we will go out for an early dinner to celebrate the occasion. (Normally we do birthday lunches, but I’ll be at the church this afternoon, wrapping up an eleven week study in Hebrews.) Husband, dad, granddad, hike leader, man of faith, encourager, strong,
The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is. C. S. Lewis We arrive in Prince George in time for lunch. Gerry grabs burgers and heads over to eat with our son, Michael, at his job site, and Laurinda and I go out
Mothers of daughters are daughters of mothers and have remained so, in circles joined to circles, since time began.“ Signe Hammer It’s my daughter’s birthday today—and it’s a milestone one. We are traveling to spend the day with her, to celebrate both her special day and my son’s birthday which was last week (convenient that
In the garden, Autumn is, indeed the crowning glory of the year, bringing us the fruition of months of thought and care and toil. Rose G. Kingsley, The Autumn Garden, 1905 On a beautiful late-September afternoon, after enjoying food and fellowship with family, we harvest the beets. I’ve lost my mojo for food preservation this
We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer's wreckage. We will welcome summer's ghost. Henry Rollins I can remember some years when September 25th was cold. I recall others when it felt like summer was lingering. I remember best, this day thirty-eight years ago when my son was born.
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s RUSH) and write for five minutes about it. Today, the last day of what