Sierra as inspector

Sierra putting her two cents in about my memory quilt.

Her front paws are on the square made

from Laura's bath robe

and her back paws are on the square made

from Laura's skirt and PJs.

Or maybe she thought we were going

to play Twister...

Inner Peace

If you can start the day without caffeine,

If you can always be cheerful,
ignoring aches and pains,

If you can resist complaining
and boring people with your troubles,

If you can eat the same food every day
and be grateful for it,

If you can understand when your loved ones
 are too busy to give you any time,

If you can take criticism and blame
without resentment,

If you can conquer tension
without medical help,

If you can relax without liquor,

If you can sleep without
the aid of drugs,

...Then You Are Probably .........

The Family Dog!

Thanks Barbara

I will trust the unknown

It is almost two and a half years since Laura moved to Heaven. I am missing her today as much as the day she left. Although the two years have passed, it seems to me like she left just a short time ago. I have to make myself conscious of the fact that people don’t feel the time like I do.


I started a few activities after her death to help me climb out of that deep, dark hole I was absorbed in. I am still participating in most of the activities to help me maintain my sanity. I still read from Healing After Loss, by Martha Whitmore Hickman. I would like to share a mediation reading from the book with you.

Faith is the centerpiece of a connected life. It allows us to live by the grace of invisible strands. It is a belief in a wisdom superior to our own. Faith becomes a teacher in the absence of fact. –Terry Tempest Williams

We would like to know, wouldn’t we? Or think we would. Experiences like the loss of a loved one fill our lives with questions about the nature of life beyond death. What is the nature of God? What will be our experience of God—and our loved one—after we ourselves die?

Of course these are unanswerable questions. But we have to do something with our longing to know, with our yearning to continue a relationship with our loved one.

Blessed are those for whom faith can absorb the shock of not knowing, who can trust in “a wisdom superior to our own,” in “the grace of invisible strands.”

Perhaps all of us, whatever our faith tradition, can extend our sense of trust into the unknown world. Perhaps it seems a risk. But it may help us profoundly. And—unlike some risks—it won’t do us any harm!

What's the difference?

The Proper King's English
English majors and wordsmiths will appreciate
this old and fading art of writing:

Capitalization
In this world of hi-tech, I have noticed that many
who text message and email have forgotten the
"art" of capitalization. Those of you who fall into
this category, please take note of the
following statement below:

Capitalization is the difference between
Helping your Uncle Jack off a horse.
and
Helping your uncle jack off a horse.

Punctuation
Look what a comma can do.

"Let's eat, Grandma!"
and
"Let's eat Grandma!"