Please join me in welcoming a new cyber friend and an awesome Nana, Amy Hagerup! The Importance of Recording Your Stories By Amy Hagerup Have you ever stopped to reflect on your life experiences, how they have shaped you, and all the lessons you have learned from them? Or, to take it a step further,…
The only feet I have ever admired are those that belong to babies or very young children. For the most part, I think adult feet are ugly. They have a right to be. Most of us, especially women, abuse them with shoes that don’t fit correctly or have inadequate arch support. Many years ago, my…
“> It’s hard for me to believe that it’s almost Easter, maybe because I feel like we just put the snow shovel up yesterday. It is supposed to be a beautiful weekend so I hope all of you go egg hunting with your children and grandchildren. Please take the camera and make pictures to send…
This past weekend the weather was so nice I was outside a lot. Several times I heard a flock of geese going over. I always stop what I am doing, watch them and listen to their honking. I’m pretty sure they were saying “Hang on, it’s almost spring!” as they flew over. I am not…
Today’s column was sent to me by Judy Jolly (aka Mimi). Thanks, Judy! Looks like you and Stella had a great time! I am writing this on Tuesday, Fat Tuesday (and the ending of Mardi Gras) to be exact. Teresa asked me to share my story about my Mardi Gras weekend in New Orleans. Of…
It began with a knock at the door and the delivery of two LARGE boxes addressed to our then eight-month-old son, Ryan. Inside were no less than 50 gifts carefully wrapped by a loving Grandmother excited to celebrate her first grandchild’s first Christmas. As we dutifully unwrapped and oooed and aaahed over each of the…
Our parents are our most important and most influential teachers. We learn so much about life from them. Because we are focusing on thinking more of others and less of self this month I found myself thinking about my parents and how they gave to others. A couple of things stand out in my memory. …
Her name is Reina Gricelda Piris Sinay; a long name for a little girl. I first met Reina when she was just three years old. Actually, we have never met. I read about an organization called Compassion at http://www.compassion.com/ and I signed up to sponsor a child, and that is how our relationship began. Reina…
My mother was an excellent seamstress.. With three daughters, she did her share of sewing for us and also making doll clothes. She started making Barbie doll clothes about 1960 when my younger sister and I got our first Barbie dolls. Every Christmas we would get a box of Barbie clothes. My oldest niece was…
These little girls are the pride and joy of their Nana’s life. Makayla and Alisea are the granddaughters of Dorothy Marie Shirley Bunton. Dorothy is a close friend of mine and is also the grandmother of Tyler, Avante, Paige, and Stasha. Dorothy lives in Glasgow, Kentucky. She enjoys going places with her sisters, Gladys and…
I am in the process of signing up to be a Pink Lady. That sounds like a cocktail or something, but that’s not what it is. Volunteers at the local hospital are called Pink Ladies because they wear pink jackets. Personally, I prefer purple, but no one asked me. To be a Pink Lady you…
