Category Archives: early morning thoughts

. . . in which world? . . .

Posted on April 23, 2018 by

Hoof clops invade the morning stillness.   I watch the buggy pass the house, and I fancy I live in two worlds.  With the Amish–living without automobiles, electricity, running water, cell phones. . . no mirrors! We live near a large … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , , , , , | 3 Comments

. . . desperate. . .

Posted on April 13, 2018 by

Easter morning dawned more in sad reflection than in a glorious celebration.  Lately there have been too many ‘why’ questions,  too many reasons to give up. How painless it would be to surrender to the hurts of life. There has … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , , , , , | 3 Comments

. . . barefoot . . .

Posted on March 2, 2018 by

For as long as I  can remember, a  field of  wildflowers beckons  me to toss my shoes  and . . .run. . . or a string of puddles after a heavy rain is a temptation to run through. . . … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , ,

. . . the journey . . . changes . . .

Posted on January 19, 2018 by

“I am definitely not ready for this,” Tom moaned a few weeks ago when we awakened to our first frozen morning.  Winter is not his happy spot! How different from the warm and sunny of yesterday, I thought, as I  … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , , , , , , , | 5 Comments

. . . more. . . and less.

Posted on January 3, 2018 by

“Less calories,” I promised as I served our neighbors  slices of beautiful, crustless quiche the last morning of 2017. “Good. That’s what I am about this year.  I want to walk more, drink more water and spend less money,” she … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , | 5 Comments

. . .with pollyanna. . .

Posted on September 6, 2017 by

It was a brutal night in February, 2004. Snow, fast and furious, struck with force the windows of the trolley car.  I had just left Tom for the night at a Vienna hospital.  My heart felt as cold as my … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , , , , , , | 2 Comments

seeing . . .lonely.

Posted on July 7, 2017 by

When the first song began, I knew there would be tears. . . Tom and I are finding that this step of the journey often leads through uncertain dark valleys with adult children and grandchildren. We are walking that path … Continue reading →

Posted in early morning thoughts | Tagged , | 1 Comment