“Atch me, Atch me Grandpa!”
It was April, fifteen years ago.The bright, clear, expansive storybook blue skies and freshly cut, neon-green grass instilled wonder in my two toddler twin grandsons.
It was April, fifteen years ago.The bright, clear, expansive storybook blue skies and freshly cut, neon-green grass instilled wonder in my two toddler twin grandsons.
Charles Dickens said, “do all the good you can, and make as little fuss as possible.
Things that are hard to swallow can be: cod liver oil, colonoscopy prep, instant mashed potatoes, over-ripe bananas, and the list goes on! We each have that certain something that sticks in your throat!
A healthy relationship is one in which love is not doubted and the expression, proof, and enjoyment of love is what is desired.
One of the legacies I’ve received is the love of gardening and I’m not sure from whom I learned this passion.
Have you lost your voice, not the hoarse throat variety, but the intuition voice, the voice that gives road signs towards bountiful joy and healing?