Tag Archives: memories
REPURPOSED TREASURE
Before the impending birth of my husband, seventy five years ago, his parents purchased this Jenny Lind crib for him to rest his tiny body. A few years later, his sister occupied the same space. When our own three children … Continue reading
MISTY MORNING
ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER© With each passing mile we see, nestled in within the trees, Tiny reminders of homes which once were, Each building, suffering the wear of time, Peeling paint, Broken windows, Shattered dreams … Continue reading
TINY TREASURES
ORIGINALLY POSTED 7/09/14 by atimetoshare.me I happen to have a selective memory. It’s a good defense mechanism allowing me to forget some of the not-so-good times in my life. The problem with that is some of the tiniest treasures can be packed … Continue reading
WATER COLORED MEMORIES
I admit that my memory has faded over the years. However, I feel it’s kind of a defense mechanism. Maybe God has sifted through some of the junky memories that are no longer necessary for me to hang onto. We often … Continue reading
CLINGING TO THE MEMORIES
MARY’S JOURNEY – By Kathy Boecher© We women have a preponderance for remembering. We are right on top, with birthdays and anniversaries. We usually don’t forget important appointments, even when we put them on the calendar. We remember our child’s first … Continue reading
REMEMBRANCES
ORIGINAL WOOD SCULPTURE BY PAUL BOECHER For most of us, memories of past misdeeds are things we’d rather not remember. We’d rather tuck them away in the deepest recesses of our minds and never bring them to the light of … Continue reading
SILVER & GOLD
I’ll be posting some older writings this week, because I am starting my weeklong Musical Theater Camp today. I know I’ll need every bit of energy I can muster. Thanks for your understanding. In the meantime please pray for an … Continue reading
HIDEAWAY
ORIGINAL ART BY PAUL T. BOECHER© A once bustling hot spot, filled with laughter and good times, Stands obscured under moss covered walls of stone, The recesses of mortar have all but decayed, Leaving only empty spaces, like teeth that have … Continue reading
MEMORIES
Memories can surface when we least expect them. There are times we tuck them away knowing they have value, but you aren’t quite sure what it is until you need it the most. My thoughts were swimming with thoughts of my boy. … Continue reading
