Monthly Archives: January 2016

Dear Reader: How many of our fears are based in actuality and how many in rumors and hearsay? Even the  wonderful God-given gift of imagination can turn into our enemy when imploded into fear through self-infliction. Do you remember where … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: For the past two days I have been attending a women’s conference in Mt. Pleasant… called Chosen/Twenty16. Mollie attended it last year and felt so uplifted that she wanted to share it with me this year….a loving gesture … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: The signs of early spring are already starting to reveal themselves in my garden and yard in mid-winter. The short nap, for several flowering plants and vines, is coming to an abrupt end….Soon there will be no more … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: For too much of my life I thought happiness must always be traded or exchanged for sadness or sorrow. Then when the sadness and sorrow had passed I felt I had earned the right to be happy again. Many … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Isn’t it strange how the angle of a view in a mirror changes everything? Normally I sit in the dining chair, closest to the kitchen… which means my back is to this mirror while eating. But yesterday I … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Haven’t we all heard the expression “every nook and cranny?”  It is certainly an expression I use a lot since I lose things a lot…like car keys. I used to leave sunglasses at everyone’s house but then I … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Yesterday in our Sunday School class, Linda Carson, announced that an epiphany had come to her concerning the search for a new name for our particular class. Much discussion had preceded the term “touchstone” offered up by a … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Any time we have snow in Summerville, it is news! True, it was just a ‘dusting’ (as they say) but what a beautiful one. Anne called me a little after seven to tell me it had just started … Continue reading →

  Dear Reader: You know you’re getting old(er) when your conversations with friends sound more like a charades game than a normal conversation. The problem is those darn names of people who just won’t pop up when you need them. Brooke … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Yesterday morning…around 7:00 a strange pink light filled my bedroom and for a moment, in my groggy state of mind, I thought there was a fire somewhere close by. I tumbled out of bed, found “Pinkie”- my beloved … Continue reading →