Playing in the dirt. I have happy memories of playing in the dirt. Dirt clods. My brothers and I threw dirt clods over the fence onto the clean white cement deck next door. Boy did we get into trouble! My Mom was probably so mad at us. Army trucks and roads carved into the dirt…
Stuck in a mood? Can’t shake it? I’ve had those days and it’s hard to get out of that funk. How did it happen? Who did this to you? Why’d you get in…
A story from my day in 1985
Maybe we all should walk a mile in someone's shoes before we judge..
What is it about camping that people love? Is it the … Fresh Air? Being out in nature? Hanging out with friends or family? Traveling to new or favorite…
The other day I needed help sorting through an issue … about forgiving someone. What’s funny, is that they aren’t asking for forgiveness. My mind just…
Tips and Pointers for making appointments and more ..
When I was growing up we washed foil, folded it and reused it. We washed out baggies, hung them to dry and reused them. We opened presents carefully…
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Stories From My Day