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Journey Through the Wilderness
I am not a happy camper. As in: sleep in a tent. As in: cook over a fire. As in: dig a latrine. EWWWW!! Tents invite mosquitoes. Creepy crawly things join me as I try to sleep on a bed of rocks. How can I gauge the temperature of an iron skillet over an open flame? My...
As YOU Wish
“That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying, ‘As you wish,’ what he meant was, ‘I love you.’” So goes the narration early in the movie, The Princess Bride. It’s been almost thirty years since The Princess Bride was released. Like the little boy...
The Hero Stands
Nothing rings epic like the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. While I am not a fan who follows every bit of trivia regarding the movies or the books, particular scenes thrill me. One is the battle in the spider’s lair. Frodo the Hobbit lies helpless, wrapped in a cocoon of...
Thank you
As I continue to learn how to manage an author website and place pertinent information on it for your interest, I want to thank you, my first year's subscribers, for your support. 2018 will bring you more excerpts from Sparkles from Silence and tidbits about growing...
Veterans Day
I was Daddy's girl. I'm sure my sister would tell you she was Daddy's girl, too. Our father had the gift of making sure each child felt special. If you have been reading excerpts of Sparkles from Silence, you know that our father was a fighter pilot in the United...
Are We Almost There, Lord?
Growing up in the Air Force, I endured a lot of long car rides. We drove to a new home every few months, eventually stretching that to every three years. We drove to visit family and old friends, hours and hours rolling past flat lands or hills or mountains. We always...
I Was a Bossy Little Thing!
Tricia (Krista) handed me a thick file of old letters when I last visited with her. A treasure trove of our past! I'll share little nuggets as I find them. Here is the first, my letter to Grandma, before I knew there was going to be a fourth baby. My grammar skills...
Wound Therapy
My mother sustained a nasty fall a while ago resulting in a deep gash that required fifteen sutures. In order for the arm to heal properly, the doctor sent her to a center for wound therapy. I never knew such places existed. They specialize in keeping wounds clean,...
Grafitti Masterpiece: A Parable
A graffiti artist plans his “masterpiece” on the wall of a vacant building. He sprays a first stroke, a series of orange swirls. “You call that art?” taunts a rival gang member. The artist ignores him, the finished mural emblazoned in his mind. Glowing swirls are only...
Picture of the Month
Our family photo taken just before Dad left to train for Vietnam in California. We followed a month later. Not our happiest smiles.
He Had a Dream
As I watch opposing factions break into violence on the television news every night, I wonder, "What happened to Martin Luther King, Jr.'s dream?" Fifty-four years ago this month, he gave a speech, now hailed as a masterpiece of logic and passion. Fifty-four years...
Bedecked, Bedazzled, and Bedraggled
The bride stands at the double doors to the church sanctuary waiting for her cue to enter. She’s gorgeous, radiant; she may never look this beautiful again. The ten thousand dollar wedding gown with hand sewn pearls creates a luminescent design; the matching veil...
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