Crisis Experiences
A month ago today hundreds of friends joined our family as we celebrated the life of my brother Doug. Through tearful words at the suddenness of his death or understanding smiles that surfaced with a memory, many hugged and shared stories and anecdotes of their love for such a good man. One friend said, “Doug was a dear man who loved life and lived it to the fullest.” Fondly known as Dougie by his dear wife, Janet, my brother left a legacy of love, compassion, and dedication...
Read MoreDoing What We Can, All That We Can, While We Can.
I’ve been troubled of late; life can do that. Some things will never reach my blog page, but others will, such as the needless death of a fourteen-year-old high school student in Hamilton. Confrontation over a stolen bike, messages and threats over social media, and weeks-long bullying ended with the death of Devan Bracci-Selvey. Stabbed in the back by another fourteen-year-old on a street behind his school, he was held in his mother’s arms as she waited for the ambulance. Devan died in...
Read MoreLove Is In The Air
These past three months the TV airwaves have been inundated with Hallmark movies. They have evolved from Christmas themes to Valentine’s themes and now we see post-Valentine’s themes! All in all, they are sweet and very predictable. Under the influence of such heart-warming movies, it’s easy to acknowledge February as the Love Month. For me, February’s love is every day as I am gently reminded of it by a little statue that sits on the upper edge of my stove. Given to me by my...
Read MoreHappiness: A By-Product of Loving God
I’m not sure if I’m the only one, but I find the early, wintry months of each year difficult. I try very hard to be content—to be happy—knowing that this, too, shall pass. However, the three months of cold, unpredictable weather—and this year, in particular, with sub-zero temperatures—makes it very difficult to keep my spirits up! Sunshine is so limited, and even when it is shining, the coldness makes it hard to feel joy or happiness. On a more upbeat note, can you think of a time...
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Grown-up Christmas List
Do you remember sitting on Santa’s knee and whispering your Christmas wish in his ear? This picture is evidence that at least I sat on his knee. Whether or not I whispered in his ear that I wanted a walking doll for Christmas only Santa knows ‘cause I can’t remember asking him! Either way, I’m happy to report that I did get my walking doll. All Christmas day, and no doubt for weeks and months to follow she walked right beside me. All I had to do was hold her hand and at the...
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