I heard a story once about a little girl who had a strand of cheap, plastic beads. She loved those beads and wore them every day.
One night, as her father was tucking her in bed, he said to her, “Sweetie, give me your beaded necklace.”
Her lower lip quivered, and she shook her head. [...]
Entries from January 2009
January 21, 2009
My Beaded Necklace
January 17, 2009
False Alarm . . . sort of
So during the heart catheterization yesterday, the cardiologist was shocked to find clean arteries. I think my husband said his words were, ”What is this? A false alarm?”
The doctor said he was absolutely certain he would find a seriously-blocked artery and would be sending my husband in for by-pass surgery. We are so thrilled [...]
January 14, 2009
Don’t have a coronary . . .
That’s what my husband’s cardiologist said before he told him he has coronary disease. Funny guys, those cardiologists.
So began 2009. My thin 38 year old husband has heart disease. He’s had type-1 diabetes for 25 years, and we are finally seeing some not-so-pleasant results of its wear-and-tear on his body.
After my husband didn’t [...]
January 3, 2009
Letting My Disappointment Clear The Air
Disappointments are to the soul what the thunder-storm is to the air.
-Friedrich Von Schiller
Do you ever feel disappointed in people? Has someone ever really let you down? Is that statement true? Do our disappointments clear the air, clean things up so we can see again?
In recent weeks, I’ve been disappointed. Some people we know have [...]
January 2, 2009
Dreaming Dreams for 2009
C. S. Lewis wrote, “You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”
I’m not a big fan of making New Year’s Resolutions. Perhaps that is because I don’t always have the best follow-through. I suspect I’m not alone.
But I do like to dream dreams.
January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!
Yesterday we sat around the dinner table talking about our memories from 2008. In many ways, I think the past year has been difficult for our family; however, as the children blurted out their memories, one after the other, I was struck by how many fun and positive and joyful memories we do have from [...]
