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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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ARCHAEOLOGIST OR PALEONTOLOGIST?
Most of you know my husband, Paul, is an established artist. He’s worked in most mediums throughout his career — Oil, chalk pastel, watercolor, acrylic. He’s also an accomplished sculpter, having done his very first significant piece in granite when he … Continue reading
WHAT WILL I BE WHEN I GROW UP?
First of all, I am 76 years old and I admit that growing up isn’t what it’s cracked up to be. I believe the whole process is overrated. When we’re five we can’t wait to be ten. When we’re ten we … Continue reading
LIFE IN A FUNERAL HOME
I would love to be able to include a photograph of the house where my husband spent his growing up years. It was a typical house of seven gables – a mansion of sorts – within a decaying neighborhood. During … Continue reading
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