In Memory of My Dad #38—-Random Thoughts of Bob

It is 3:00 a.m. here in Stonebroke Acres.  I sit at a small table, my trusty Smith-Corona paused on ready, a steaming cup of java waits for my first sip as my weekly stint at observing the world around me takes shape once more. It is a good time, for quiet has descended.  The nightContinue reading “In Memory of My Dad #38—-Random Thoughts of Bob”

22 days

We’ve got 22 days remaining.  Twenty-two. Give or take 14 days here or there.  Tomorrow, our  little Emma will be considered full term at 37 weeks.  However I’m happy for her to bake a while longer.  Like 22 more days.  In the meantime, I’ve joined the flock of pinterest junkies.  There are some really great ideas on thatContinue reading “22 days”

In Memory of My Dad #37—the bear and the bob

Merry Christmas Eve, friends.  I hope this evening finds you all blessed with love and family.  It’s been a while since I’ve blogged, due to several reasons that I won’t bore you with, but hopefully you aren’t holding it against me.  I’ve had my supper consisting of grilled cheese, sweet pickles, and Classic Lays potato chips, whichContinue reading “In Memory of My Dad #37—the bear and the bob”

In Memory of My Dad #36–relatives

I’m so glad to have discovered a story from my dad to share with you today.  Months ago, my sister sent via her husband, a large canvas box filled with Tahlequah Times Journal newspapers from the years my dad worked there.  I thought I had shared all the “stories” and was left with sports articles ofContinue reading “In Memory of My Dad #36–relatives”

Is that You, God?

It happened on a Sunday morning two years ago.  Or was it three?  I really don’t know.  Not because I don’t remember it vividly, but instead because I dismissed it as nonsense, ridiculousness, even poppycock. I had gone to church that morning.  Whether I started my day with a heavy heart or whether I became burdenedContinue reading “Is that You, God?”