I’ve finally gotten around to {part 3} of our saga, aka The Story of Us, aka Chip.&.Deb, aka not so exciting people who sometimes do exciting things. . . . Anyway, I’m taking it back to 1990-91, which I remember fondly as our first year of wedlock. During that school year, my husband Chip finished … More Decisions {part 3}
Last Friday I had the opportunity to participate in something for the first time: my workplace has organized prayer walks each Friday of September. While I’ve been a part of prayer walks in the past, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect at this one. a big crowd of people marching around (think Joshua … More walk
I decided to not follow a sequential order when recording the history of our family, so please bear with me. I am skipping approximately 20 years between part 1 and part 2. But if you read along, I think you’ll understand. Our home on the south side of Lexington sold in December of 2010. Our … More should’ve done this a long time ago {part 2}
A phone call was our family’s origin. Actually, it was a series of phone calls. My husband Chip [before he was my husband] called me and asked me to go to Balboa Park with him. We were in college in San Diego. I said, “yes.” We agreed upon the day, time, etc. A few days … More the call {part 1}
When I entered the word discipline into thesaurus.com, these are the words listed as antonyms: chaos confusion disorder disorganization neglect negligence permissiveness Chaos? I don’t want any of that in my life.Confusion? I’m usually confused enough, thanks.Disorder and disorganization. . . . . . . Let’s remove the prefix “dis” and I’ll be good.Neglect. Am … More {discipline}
The Great Compromise happened in 1787, had to do with representation under the new US Constitution, and although I have an interest in history, is not the central thought of my entry today. {I hope that wasn’t a run on sentence, yet I believe it was.} I simply felt it made for a good title … More The Great Compromise
Many, many years ago, right after my son was born, I read the perennial classic, What Color is Your Parachute? I remember narrowing down a list of things I felt I was good at and was interested in doing. I ended up on this verb: WRITING. I realized that through my years as a student, … More self promo
Besides growing old alone, heights, the world running out of chocolate, and Attack of the Killer Tomatoes actually happening, I really believe my biggest fear is not being known. In other words, being misunderstood, or if I may, {the perception of what others want me to be, but I’m really not}. Please don’t think I’m talking about the concern … More who I am
I recently had the privilege of hearing Hillsong United live. They sang a song that contains this line: Break my heart for what breaks yours. . . A few weeks back I completed reading Let the Great World Spin. I won’t give a detailed book report, but one of the main story lines was about an … More break my ♥
There’s a group of men that meet at my workplace twice a month. Their purpose: a fatherhood committee. They discuss the importance of fatherhood and what they can do to improve it in our community. Apparently, there are a bunch of men out there who aren’t good fathers [you probably knew that]. One of our … More {fatherhood}
Upon a Sunny Day 