by Melinda | Jun 25, 2013 | Living Low, Thankfulness
I listened to a friend, yesterday, talking about how much things had changed in her career. She’s been providing the same service for people for quite a number of years, but what began as a pretty straightforward process has become intricate, complicated...
by Melinda | Jun 24, 2013 | All in the Family, God in the Everyday, Healing Hearts, Marriage, Thankfulness
Yesterday, I spent the entire afternoon sitting on the concrete floor of my hallway, surrounded by mounds of loose photographs. There is a bank of closets there, where a lot of things were quickly shoved as we moved in (over a year ago!), just to get them out...
by Melinda | Jun 23, 2013 | God in the Everyday, In the Eye of the Beholder, Thankfulness
Darkest, black velvet, pierced by millions of pin-prick holes and held to the light. Silence envelops like a winter coat, but does nothing to stop the sweet and welcomed caress of cool air on skin. Suddenly, cotton candy paint is swiped across the velvet, and...
by Melinda | Jun 22, 2013 | He's Bigger than Me, Healing Hearts, Home on the Range, Thankfulness
I spied the little guy in the early morning light. Sitting there on the skimmer shelf of the pool, with his little nose struggling to stay above the water line, was a field mouse. He looked exhausted, his coat matted together like he’d been trying to get...
by Melinda | Jun 21, 2013 | God in the Everyday, Living Low, Marriage, Thankfulness
We saw him from way across the cemetery. Sitting on ‘our’ bench, (the one adjacent to his father’s grave where Kevin proposed to me thirty-one years ago) we sat in silence, watching preparations for two internment services. One had a piper,...
by Melinda | Jun 20, 2013 | God in the Everyday, Marriage, My Man, Social Media, Texas, Thankfulness
Today, we are taking the day off. And I really mean we; not we meaning me, but we meaning us. I asked my man for a week day to take him for a little after-the-fact Father’s Day treat and he complied. So we are headed into a day of playing hooky. I...
