In this present situation, selling our “forever” home and recognizing that we can’t continue its maintenance, we are once again in transition. The Psalms have been a great comfort as we admit that age is a definite factor in our daily lives, and we need to make wise decisions while we are able.
Psalm 4 has been a comfort to me as my role as homemaker comes to a close. From now on, Ev and I can have meals prepared…..
Too much to do today. Starts off with dentist visit and four (count them) antibiotic pills to protect my hip. I don’t do well even with one. Didn’t sleep much either last night. So…
Used to conduct the Hope College Chapel Choir for morning worship several days a week. This hymn was meaningful to me then and now: “New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove, Thru sleep and darkness safely brought Restored to life and power…..
1 O beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain; for purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea.
2 O beautiful for heroes proved in liberating strife, who more than self their country loved, and mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine, till all success be nobleness, and every gain divine.
3 O beautiful for patriot…..
God is good. Today we met the buyer of our home. She has the same first name as our neighbor across the street and her married name is Jackson. Godincidence, of course. She is delightful and loves our home as much as we do.
We will go today to measure our new apartment and make sure our furniture fits and all is in…..
Six months from today is New Year’s Day. It’s a day of resolutions that won’t be kept, it’s the beginning of election year, it’s football and parades and fireworks and family gatherings, and a time to renew hope that it will be a year of peace, prosperity, kindness, love, gratitude, and all things pleasant.
Promises, promises, promises. So, let’s look realistically at each day with an attitude of gratitude. Each day is New Year’s Day. Each day is an opportunity…..
Final decisions are hard, but in the long run, stuff is just stuff, right? Today I revisited Christmas, 83 of them, and kept one small box of ornaments, two small layered boxes of nativities, and the rest have gone to Mary and Nancy, and to the unknowns who will visit Goodwill looking for things for their homes.
There’s a bit of nostalgia involved. Ev wanted the Victorian lanterns and blown ornaments from his youth. We kept the train ornaments and…..
We accepted an offer on our house, and now we wait for closing a month from now.
One of the other offers was demanding closing in one week. We wondered how we could possibly finish everything and be out of our home of 17 years in one week. The offer was considerably under our asking price, so we never seriously considered it. Now, we have some breathing room.
The nostalgia is setting in. I’ve loved living here and will miss…..
It’s that time of year again. Where has the year gone? Do you realize that six months from today is Christmas Eve?
I have, what I think, is the best birthdate ever–exactly six months from Christmas. My birthday is tomorrow, and 1940 is ridiculously long ago, isn’t it? My how time flies. It’s a time of reflection, I suppose. Who would have thought that this birthday I’d be starting homemaking all over again in yet another setting? Two of my…..
After all the hectic activity to get the house ready for photos and ready to “show” potential buyers, we took yesterday as a time to rest. Although we know the house must be heady at moments’ notice fo people to walk through, and we know how to handle that, we allowed ourselves a recuperation day. We needed it.
I couldn’t be much help. I am still hurting from my little falling incident the other day. I look like a battered…..
Oh, my aching body! I’m feeling aches I’ve never felt! Yesterday, with the help of Sherry MacLean, we weeded and mulched the front gardens, hung beautiful hanging baskets filled with flowers and vines, Ev and Nancy dismantled a room-sized railroad, Desmond Almarales, bless his heart, put new screening on the back porch in 90 plus degree heat,…..