Dedicated to a friend who excels at sisterly love and to everyone who provides care for cancer patients A sister’s voice is encouraging. gently asking questions wisely emailing advice faithfully calling and flying cross-country tenderly expressing love frequently assuring of prayer A sister’s cooking is healing. enticing menus designed healthy choices selected extra groceries purchased juice-filled popsicles made just-for-you dishes prepared A sister’s gifts are personal. classy colorful scarves stylish attractive wigs cheery bright pink lipstick crisp white comfy t-shirt soft pretty hospital robe A sister’s visit is comforting. finishing the laundry answering the phone driving to appointments straightening the…
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Hearts Filled with Friendship
The crowd hushed into silence as the lights dimmed. Gold and white balloons were tethered to festive tables and a sparkly “Happy 50th” crowned a floral arrangement. Hands covered mouths to keep whispers low. “Will they be surprised?” “Do you think they know?” “Are they here yet?” When the happy couple arrived and discovered that friends from all over the state had assembled to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary, their eyes moistened and their smiles broadened. Sheer joy froze them in place temporarily as they adjusted to the shock. Then, with boundless energy they began to circulate. A look of…
A Young Patriot’s Encouraging Words
Early one Fourth of July morning, my dad answered the phone to hear a cheery young caller shout, “Happy Fourth of July!” “Happy Fourth of July to you, but I think you have the wrong number, ” Daddy replied. “No, I don’t have the wrong number,” the youngster answered. She continued, “I just wanted to wish someone a happy Fourth of July.” My dad loved children and was delighted by this surprise call. At our family Independence Day celebration the following year, he announced, “I wish my little Fourth of July friend would call this year.” The words of a…
Gift Ideas for July 2018
Prepare to Welcome New Neighbors In the South where I live, summer temps are rising and pop-up thunderstorms are frequent. When there’s a lot of rain in our neighborhood, the next form of precipitation we see is falling limbs or trees which knock down power lines. My new motto is “Be prepared.” At the first clap of thunder, I charge my cell phone and quickly brew a cup of coffee while my husband grabs a lantern, just in case the power goes out. Serving other people with gifts or acts of kindness takes a bit of preparation, too. Do you…
The Bossy Wren
Incessant chirping signaled the urgent need for food. The infant bobble-head birds were crying for Mrs. Wren’s beak-to-beak deposits. They were desperate. Mother Bird was perfectly willing and able to provide for her babies. She flew with winged efficiency from the nearest “supermarket” to her nest inside her birdhouse. (Ahem . . . OUR birdhouse) The only hindrance was me! I was sitting at the deck table, minding my own business, when she started fussing at me. (Warning: I like to put words in the mouths, I mean beaks, of our feathered friends.) “Get off of this deck and go…