Spraying weed killer kills more than weeds. It prevents rewarding relationships. No kidding! My parents had 14 kids. At least 5 of us hit the corn field at the same time. We each had our favorite hoe newly sharpened. We spread out, chopping weeds as we made our way to the opposite end. Canada thistles were enemy number one. One…
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BEST. PRESENT. EVER.
Thanksgiving was and is my favorite holiday, but that’s not to say Christmas doesn’t have it’s own traditions and fond memories. From the cozy wood-burning fireplace that left us Webb kids cologned with a smoky scent, to the Christmas tree me and my Daddy would hunt and then cut down, Christmas was wonderful. We would strategically place the inevitable big…
Lead On!
It’s Father’s Day! Some of you will claim you have the best Dad ever. A fantastic Father! A top Pop!! Some of you may be thinking, your Dad was well-meaning, but a weak influence in your life. And then there are some of you whose Dad has hurt you. Emotionally. Physically. After all these years, you’re still dealing with issues…
He Is For You!
I am for my boys! I’m for them succeeding in life, whether it be in their grades, their friendships, or their sports. In fact, I’m a fantastic cheerleader, if I do say so myself! I can’t help it! I’m a yeller…a screamer…a YEAHHH-er! Sometimes I tell Tom I’m going to try being quiet at a game and he just nods. What…
The 3 Fs of Thanksgiving
I guess I’ve been writing for awhile now! This is something I wrote In November of 1990. I had just turned 18 and was a Senior at Ozark Adventist Academy. I was co-editor for the Mountain Echo, the school newspaper. And when I say school newspaper, it was that…we put addresses on them and actually mailed them! It was the…
These Are the Best Years of Your Life!
(This blog is written with a heart of humor…I hope you read it with one as well!) They say confession is good for the soul, so maybe Tom and I should just say it! We laugh at you! ….I mean with you! All you younger-than-us parents with little Dennis the Menaces. All those cute little tantrums and fat crocodile tears.…
I Am Lonely
In his dehydrated state Allen’s arms were dry and scaly. His lips were cracked and bloody. Walking required the assistance of a cane. His voice was slightly above a whisper. He cherished every visit from hospital staff. I asked him, Are you eager to get home? His answer was deeply sad. When I go home I’ll go home to nobody…
One Simple Word – No
Years ago my mother did the family laundry with a wooden tub with a paddle/agitator connected. She swished the laundry around by a crank. Rinsing the clothes was done in two tubs. A wringer was mounted onto the wooden tub. The wet clothes were hung on long wires attached to two poles. Nothing else could be done all day. My…
The God of Growing Pains
If we are Facebook-friends, you most likely already know the momentous occasion our family has just celebrated. Our little red-headed Jake graduated!! Wow, is life flying by, or what? I’m so proud! And excited! And a bit emotional. When I was a little girl I can remember my Mom coming to my bedside in the middle of the night when…
My Father’s Dream . . . Watch What I Do
My father’s dream for me became clear as I rode on the drawbar of the F-20 Farmall tractor. He was plowing on a steep hill when the front end rose a few inches above the ground. He tapped the left brake and the front end came down. He smiled as he said Watch what I do. You’ll be doing this…