Even today I can still see my grandmother’s long red fingernails, always perfectly manicured. When she talked she, like me, always used her hands and her fingernails would simply sparkle. Sadly I only inherited the flailing of hands when I’m speaking and not the beautiful nails. I have memories from my late teens of going…
Waiting for a Blue Truck
Just over a week ago we were traveling in northwestern Minnesota visiting a relative when we realized we’d be driving close to the retreat center where I’ve attended several women’s retreats. Since we had some extra time and John had only ever heard stories about this place we thought it would be fun to stop so…
Got Chicken? Dinner is Practically Ready!
In the summer I don’t like to cook much. Who am I kidding? If I never had to cook at all and still have delicious meals show up on my table every night, I’d be thrilled. But summer just seems a little bit lazier. Before I even blink it’s 5:00 and I’ve not given dinner…
In the Middle of a Miracle
A few weeks ago I attended a Leadership Development Night at our church. The teaching was on being a flexible and adaptable leader. Keith, our speaker for the evening, talked about how we need to embrace change, be ready for it to happen, and not get our undies in a bunch when we’re asked to…
60 is NOT the New 40!
50 is the new 30! 60 is the new 40! Seriously people; who comes up with this stuff? There is nothing about 60 that’s the same as 40 except your DNA. I don’t want to burst anyone’s bubble, but any 60-year-old who tells you that it’s just like being 40 is most likely in the…