Flotsam and Jetsam
We took a recent day drive over to the coast. Even though we live within two hours of the beach, I can honestly say it’s been years since I’d been there. Life so often gets in the way of planning outings. The school year is often a panicky rush from one activity to another—and summer is another big rush to catch up on all the things I didn’t get done during the school year. I think we all have a place we feel closer to God—mine is the beach. I grew up beside the ocean, first in Southern California, then Northern (the real north, way up past San Francisco). On days I couldn’t think straight, I’d take my dog out to the beach and we’d walk and walk. It’s a place of peace for me, even on stormy days. The feel of the salty spray from the booming...
Read MoreTwenty Years and Counting
20 years ago…no wait…23 years ago, I fell head over heals for my husband. He was then my very good friend, who turned into my best friend, who turned into my husband. That’s a lot of turning. After three years of courting, we finally got married. And we didn’t have a clue what we were in for. But, who does? I’m very grateful to have my husband. When I say, grateful, I mean to God, the orchestrator of our lives. Looking back, it’s so funny to see where we came from. We met in high school, a turbulent time for most teens. We were very competitive in a business computer class. He almost always won (he’s now thinking, what do you mean almost?) at whatever we were doing, and that infuriated me! He was silly—I need silly. He was...
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