memories… Posted on January 26, 2013 By pamela A few months ago, our son married his sweetheart and it seemed that those days brought about as many tears as they did smiles as we remembered — over and over again — days gone by. I’ve been thinking about that recently as I’ve been daily thinking of things for which to be thankful over the last thirty-five years. I’ve been overwhelmed with thankfulness to the Lord for my husband and for the blessings — the heaps of blessings thirty-five years have brought us. It’s amazing how many memories have come to mind — and possibly more amazing is that I cannot recall so many things that I’m sure were extremely significant at the time. It’s as if the flood of events and experiences have sort of washed over so many of them that most of them have been covered over — buried under the more significant events and experiences. Nevertheless, perhaps one day, I’ll be rocking in my chair and will remember things the way they were. I got to thinking of a song that was popular around the time of our wedding… and the words reminded me to remember the laughter… and the way we were… Memories Light the corners of my mind Misty watercolor memories Of the way we were Scattered pictures Of the smiles we left behind Smiles we gave to one another For the way we were Can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me – Would we? Could we? Memories May be beautiful and yet What’s too painful to remember We simply choose to forget So it’s the laughter We will remember Whenever we remember The way we were Family marriage FamilyMarriageWomanhood
Thanksgiving ~ 2007 Posted on November 22, 2007 I did not cook a turkey today. And only tonight does that feel -so- strange. There is no turkey carcass in a stockpot simmering on the stove tonight. No scent of poultry seasoning – onion – garlic – sage – rosemary and thyme. There’s not even a hint, tonight, that… Read More
Summer fun: jumping bales Posted on June 1, 2009 In case it seems I’ve lost the lighthearted side… I haven’t. Here’s my lighthearted side. Jump! Jump! Jump! The local farmers do three cuttings a year… and through the years, the youngest of our children have the greatest time jumping from bale to bale all over the land! I don’t… Read More
the progression of pots… Posted on September 17, 2006 I’m smiling at how things change in life… and how, in a mind-boggling way, they really don’t change all that much at all. As I reached for a pot for making farina this morning, I smiled as I recalled how I delighted in putting the whole set of my new… Read More