“Hard to believe it’s been five years!” Susan agreed. “I was afraid this would happen when you moved west.” [Read more…]
Written in 2012…
When your world turns upside down
And you don’t know what to do,
Try standing on your head, and
Watch the answers come to you!
A year ago, a lady came to see me about [Read more…]
Knitting and crocheting are like cats and dogs, or hamsters and gerbils. We think of them together because they are so much alike, yet they are as different as they are alike. [Read more…]
The man with the withered hand had a problem. Jesus told him to stretch forth his hand. But he was not capable of stretching that hand because it was crippled. And yet the Lord told him to do it. How could he do it? [Read more…]
“In your dreams! I was sitting here first! Now be quiet. I’m trying to watch Princess Bella!”
“It’s my turn and I wanna watch Super Bunny!” The little boy tried to wrest the television remote from her grip.
“Well go sit on the couch! You sat here the other night when Grandpa was here. You even got to sit on his knee!” [Read more…]
Have you ever seen the movie Groundhog Day? Morning after morning he wakes up to live the same day over and over again, until he gets it right. Day after day he lives in utter frustration until finally one morning he wakes up to a brand new day.
“Karen” is the biography of Karen Killilea, who was born with cerebral palsy, and was fiercely independent even as a young child. She would spend an hour and a half in the mornings putting on her socks and shoes by herself, rather than depend on her mother to do it for her. [Read more…]
“He’s gonna kill me!” Derek said to his friend Bobby. He was hiding in Bobby’s tree fort, trying to figure out what he was going to do next.
“That’s it!” he said with a snap of his fingers. “I’ll run away!” [Read more…]
My stepfather was the town garbage man, which meant an unpleasant stigma, and unkind teasing from the kids at school. But it also meant dented cans of soup or fruit, bags of perfectly wearable clothing, and even boxes of books, that Clifford would bring home from the garbage… Beautiful Joe, Uncle Titus in the Country, and a host of others that I treasured as I was growing up. They aren’t garbage men any more. Last I heard they were sanitary engineers and had to have a Grade 12 education before they were hired. And they aren’t allowed to bring anything home from the garbage. [Read more…]
Fiction firmly based on fact…
Penny started, and her dark eyes flew to Dr. Colby’s sober face. Her magazine slid to the floor, forgotten in her haste as she stood up.
“Kirk is resting quietly.”
Penny relaxed, and then tensed as she absorbed the import of his next words. [Read more…]
…Me!! Ian says I like to play with my mental blocks. It’s a handy explanation for what I do every time someone suggests I do something I think I can’t do. Immediately my hackles are up and I have a list as long as my arm for why I can’t do it. [Read more…]