It was good
When we first landed in Africa in 1987, the wonder of our surroundings took our breath away. The setting was picturesque. We lived on the eastern shore of Lake Tanganyika,…
When we first landed in Africa in 1987, the wonder of our surroundings took our breath away. The setting was picturesque. We lived on the eastern shore of Lake Tanganyika,…
“I suppose I can do this.” This was my initial thought when I first went to make mayonnaise. My dream was to have a sandwich with mayonnaise. And I was…
Early in life, as I tried to find my way, I decided to apply for a job as a bank teller. I'm not quite sure what possessed me to think…
It hasn’t been longSince I last heard your crying to be fed in the nightAnd I held you close, rocking you til you sleptHolding you for hours in my armsSeems…
When was the last time you moved? I would be embarrassed to admit how many times I have moved. Do not get me wrong; I am not whining. It is…
Sometimes I don't want to. Really.Have you ever had an assignment and you just didn't want to finish it? Most of us have.We live with extended power cuts. I don't…
I don’t necessarily plan a theme for the posts here on the blog. I’m too eclectic to have a strong structure to what I write. This method of mine is…
I don't like surprises. However, there are a few surprises that I don't mind like gifts, a lower electric bill than expected, or 50% off coupons for pizza (pepperoni with…
The post expresses the author's journey in a long-lasting marriage filled with differing habits especially about organizing. The author tends to get things done without writing lists, in contrast to her husband who lives by them. Facing these differences, they have learned to accommodate each other's tendencies over forty years of marriage, and have worked collaboratively in raising children, serving as missionaries, and managing administrative tasks, all without keeping score of who does more. The post emphasizes it's the lessons learned in putting each other's welfare first that matters.
I wrote the following post a few months ago. It’s about A Father’s Day that I’ll never forget. This post came to my mind this morning. I thought about our…