Author Archives: Becky Dingle

( Painting/PX by Artist Errol Jameson) Dear Reader: A few days ago I read one of the articles from Awakin Weekly..titled “Grateful for Nothing.” (Now that is a phrase catcher that will draw one to the explanation behind it.) I usually … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Some of you might have caught this story on the CBS Evening News earlier this week but I just discovered it on my Kindness website. Sometimes I wish that one child could be assigned to each elected representative … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Mollie sent us a “sneak peek” photo yesterday (from Sarah) of what is to come! It made my heart swell with pride and love. So happy to see Eloise smiling…she had a tough start but it appears Sarah, … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Last evening was a “biggie” …my family is doing something for me and my upcoming  “benchmark birthday” that I have wanted for a long long time. It is one of those gifts that will keep on giving forever…and … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Yesterday was Youth Sunday…for many of our church’s graduating seniors it was their last Sunday at home before leaving for college or job opportunities or military service. When I first walked in…we were given a name on a … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Yesterday I heard from another blog writer named…Desi Videsh Me under the title of Indians Abroad. Presently she is either touring or living in Leuven, Belgium. I looked it up and it is quite beautiful…with one of the … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Seeing things the way they really are and coming to terms with our day-to-day reality can only transpire when we embrace acceptance. Yesterday morning when I walked into my Happy Room…the sunlight was shining in the window…lighting up … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: If I were to go in search for the meaning of life…I think I would start it in my neighbor Vickie’s back yard garden…it is a tropical paradise and even in this heat (hot) wave it stays refreshingly … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I was never happier while teaching than when I was participating in an end-of the year school skit or acting out a story in the classroom…(since I rarely read a story…I told it.) The classroom was my stage … Continue reading →

  Dear Reader: Late yesterday afternoon I walked beside my garden to get to my garbage can in order to wheel it out on the street…today is pick-up day. As I strolled through… I glanced at the Confederate Rose and … Continue reading →