Author: daylerogers
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After The Wrapping Is Ripped Away
Hours spent searching for the best possible gifts. (It took some divine intervention–I hate shopping.) Time, energy and a certain skill with tape to wrap the purchased gifts. (The end always slips off the lip of the tape dispenser, making it close to impossible to peel it off the roll.) Making sure everything was pulled…
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Hope Isn’t Hype
It’s easy for it to get lost in the shuffle of busy hearts, overflowing minds and crowded schedules. Hope. I feel that if I don’t put it on my to-do list, it wafts away like smoke from a blown-out candle. Don’t forget to hope. Check. It’s really what this season is all about. Not Happy…
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Being Wanted Is Good–But Hard
You might think of it as a familial tug-of-war. Tiffany, number five child, married Ramsay a year and a half ago. They live and work in Miami at Florida International University. Only four hours from where we live. They’re protected from a constant barrage of parental visits because of that drive. Yet it gives them…
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When A Duckie Isn’t A Duck
Debbie is back. Our youngest has recently returned from college for Christmas break. We’re thrilled. She adds a lot of sparkle to the family with her sense of humor and unique take on life. The grandkids think she’s one of them. When she’s back, the expectation is she’s there to play. Not as an adult…
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May Your Tree Not Be Tipsy
I’ve been amazed at how heavy some of the new Christmas ornaments have become. It would take branches made of rock to hold some of them. Regular Paul Bunyan trees. Or really strong fake trees. I’ve got a thing for snowman ornaments. Quite possibly it has a lot to do with not being able to…
Tip of My Iceberg 