After months of sorting through, cleaning out, divvying up, and selling the accumulation of 63 years of living in the same house, on Monday we finally closed on the sale of Mama's house.
Ever since I heard this question posed on the radio yesterday, it's had me thinking: If you could revisit a Christmas Past (like Scrooge did in A Christmas Carol), which one would it be?
Tomorrow marks the momentous 50-year anniversary of the first moon landing. It's one of those moments in my life that I remember vividly, despite being just 12 years old. I shared this post ten years ago and rereading it once more I feel the absolute awe and wonder I felt that night...50 years ago....
It's been a week of nostalgia and reminiscing, so for Halloween I just had to throw this photo out there again.
Remembering the 40th anniversary of the biggest snowstorm of my lifetime...the Blizzard of '78.
(I originally wrote this post in January 2009, following a big snowstorm that closed down the Indiana University campus while my two youngest sons Kamaron and Kyler were students there. While that was a big storm, it didn't hold a candle to THE WINTER STORM of my generation that had happened 31 years before....)
I haven't been an elementary classroom teacher for 34 years now.
But my daughter is a teacher and many of my family members and closest friends are teachers, so I wanted to share a little encouragement this morning from an email that put a smile in this former teacher's heart.
When we bought our country place in 1982, one thing I loved about it was this big, old hip-roofed barn.