Transylvania County, North Carolina, October 2018
Transylvania County in Brevard, North Carolina, is where Dave and I went to celebrate our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary in October of 2018.
Quite a bit, lately, I have been hearing, "We make plans and God laughs," and although I like it okay as a saying, I do not truly believe that. More so, I believe that, "We make plans and God Ponders." Then He laughs.
Between August and May, we have seen 19 states, and in hindsight I wish I would have thought of collecting their plates. First there was Florida, then there was Georgia, and in Tennessee we stopped because of friends we wanted to see. Next we drove through Arkansas in order to get to Texas, where it … Continue reading Nineteen States in Nine Months
I was somewhat shocked to see the figure, after counting the states that Dave and I have driven through in the last nine months - nineteen. Nineteen states in nine months we have seen. "Pretty impressive," I'd say. "Like a rock star!" Eleven states had us overnight and seven of the eleven for more than … Continue reading The Rock Star Tour of 2018
There was quite a spread served-up today at the weekly Wednesday lunch (as usual) and thankfully a handful of people walked in right at noon, helping to keep the Hastings Senior Citizen's Center open. Six bucks is all it costs to have a home-cooked meal, including dessert and an ice tea or ice water. The … Continue reading The HSCC
Tonight I was standing in front of my parent's house in Hastings watching the sun set at the end of their street, which I thought was pretty neat!
Best I can figure, I am a Cathodist Misallievangelical with close ties to the Baptist's. However, I am mostly Catholic, then Methodist. The other two churches I elected to become a member of, I did so during my seeking years. I spent a few looking for a place where I would feel that I "fit … Continue reading If you really want to know… I’m a Cathodist
My dad and I shared some laughs today when I started to ask what a hoe looked like. "Here it is," I hollered upon seeing it, just as the image of what I was looking for came to me. I hurried over to the garden where he was waiting to show me where to plant … Continue reading The Garden Gym
As I am not a huge fan of organized religion, my immediate reaction this morning upon hearing of the "Bible Quest Worship & Drama" schedule for the week at my parent's church was, I hope my parents won't want to come to this every night. Church every night, oh, that just seemed like a lot. Ten … Continue reading The Revival in Waurika
Two days ago, my mom's peach tree and plum tree were both just starting to bud, and today they are full of flowers. I love the colors, as do the bees that were buzzing around the trees. I hope I get to see the next stage of growth, and that it's not thwarted … Continue reading Fruity Weather – Please don’t Freeze on the Trees
Hola, Hello, Hi, from Oklahoma where the air is dry, and sixty-five degrees and sunny seems like the perfect day. That's how it was the day after I arrived. On Wednesday, however, when I flew in, it was in the 30's, and I sure was thankful that I opted on bringing along the extra layer … Continue reading Hola from Oklahoma!
On this day a decade ago, Dave got to wake up at home for the first time in 9 days. He had finally been released from the hospital on March 1st. How appropriate it was, then, that on this day, Dave and I went out for the first time, just the two of us, on … Continue reading Love and Fear
We seem to be going a bit slower here, compared to other pictures of us 4-wheeling. This was in late 2008, after Dave's accident. It seems weird to me now that I would even want to go. And I likely did not, but did just to keep my eye on Dave. And no, it's not … Continue reading A Last and A First
We had fun in our 4-wheeling days, it is just not something I want to do anymore. We went out with our neighbor once after Dave's accident, and that was it. I hadn't given much thought to exactly how I felt about the activity until just a couple of days ago when I was talking … Continue reading When we were muddin’
It was a Friday night, around eight o'clock, when Dave flipped his 4-wheeler. We had not even been at the camp site more than a couple of hours when it happened. We were meeting friends from the close west coast, but they were not coming until the next day. Their young adult sons, however, had … Continue reading Day 2 of the Trauma 10 Years Ago