From unexpected places…
I enjoy history, special historical records that demonstrate how we have been, compared to the way we are now – as human minds and spirits. What I see is a declining trend, a blinding, a denial of the essence of spirituality – leaving us with only the animal instincts of earth-bound entities. The decline is unsustainable, as we lose our guidance and purpose. I never expected to find the acumen of sharing important knowledge, at just the right time for me. There it was, marilynkaydennis dot wordpress dot com. I say unexpected because I wasn’t researching – just reading comments on my favorite blogs. If you share my desire to learn, or simply want to feel history as though you are there, start with her post, Music from Heaven (2 parts). No,...
Thankful for Family
When I was growing up in a large family, it felt comfortable and exactly where I needed to be. It was a safe home, never lonely. One baby after another just as precious and loved. Tots to enjoy, schoolers to teach and watch grow. With no two exactly alike, the variations strengthened our family – there was one of us available that could handle about any situation! Thanksgiving Day together means everything to me. I look at my sister and brothers and see all the hidden faces and words of youth behind their eyes. There’s nobody in this world luckier than me. Being the oldest, I’ve watched them grow up, make their decisions, find their careers, commitments and responsibilities. During Christmas we each research the occasion for our own specific...
My dog chicken-sits …
After old Jake died this month (I still can’t talk about it much), little Cotton has been lost and lonely. He clings to us for attention and doesn’t want to be alone. I knew, with his love of being outdoors, this poor-pity-me would not last very long. He started getting excited about going out in the mornings with me to feed the critters. He would sit on the cart watching me let the chickens out of their house, feeding them and cleaning their water pan. One morning I didn’t have to go anywhere, so I had time to stay out there for a while. I decided to leave the yard gate open. As the chickens filed outside, pecking the grass and moving away, Cotton became concerned. He jumped out of the cart, and keeping his distance, he tried to herd them back...
Rural Life – ugly sometimes
Gone hunting lately? Someone did. Deer season opened – first bows, then firearms. We heard shots this morning. I get a call from a hunter telling us he shot a deer and it jumped our barbed wire fence and ran off through our woods. Could he come track it down? “Sure,” I told him – I’ll meet you at the gate.” Last thing I wanted was an injured animal in pain. He came in with two friends and a boy. Seems the boy made a gut shot, and the father didn’t back him up. Anyway, they tracked it for almost a quarter mile. Dragging it out of the woods, guts were dangling loose from a three inch hole in this fine eight-point buck. I watched as they loaded it on the truck bed. They said, “Thanks, we’ll be going...
When someone dies…
A woman died Sunday. Her name was Alice. I want the world to know. Mature, but younger than I, she was taking care of a veteran – not because she was paid, but because he was her friend. No, she was not rich – worked two part-time jobs – never married, no children. Was her life easy with no challenges? No, it never was. But, she found a special gift in her heart of compassion and friendship. She preferred to live independently. I respected her. So, who cares that in the process, she fell from a massive heart attack. With no money, no savings, no insurance, she died within hours at the hospital. Was she my friend? No, not really – so, why did I cry when I heard the news today? ShareEmailFacebook
