Leaving a Legacy

There is the well-known saying that, "All roads lead to Rome." This past spring I found myself in that exact location. My husband and I had embarked on a 12-day European tour and it was coming to an end. On our last full day in Rome we decided to tour the Vatican Museums. We walked the ancient Roman roads until we reached the Vatican City. Once inside the museum I found myself gazing at the mummy of an Egyptian woman. As I gazed at her in the glass enclosure I had one overwhelming thought, "I'm going to die."...more

Coffee Cups, Aprons, and Baseball

I often think, too much, about the legacy we are leaving our children. I know in my heart our priority is raising our kids to know and love the Lord and everything else will fall into place. I know this. I believe this. I strive for this.I also know having tangible items to pass on is an important way to keep legacies alive. I know this because I wish with all my heart I had more pictures or family treasures of my dad, grandfather and Tia. It would make talking about them a bit easier....more

The Legacy

As far as legacies go, my tastes lie with something simple, like a check. Or stock. Or heirloom china. Unfortunately Mama wasn’t the heirloom china type. What I got when she departed for the peaceful place where mothers don’t have to cook, clean, or say, “If I told you once, I told you a million times,” was not the inheritance I assumed was my birthright. What she left me was the very thing I was the least qualified to handle. Wisdom....more

Remembering Finley

 Today, I want to share a journal entry I made over at Babycentre while I was pregnant. I had the best of intentions to try and keep a pregnancy journal, but it just never happened. I so wish that I had now. This is the only entry I ever made. ...more

The Last Jar of Grape Jam

This week I finished the last jar of grape jam. Let me explain why that is significant. Before moving to Connecticut, I lived in East Greenwich, Rhode Island. When I bought my house there, it came with a broken down, overgrown grape arbor....more
This was so much fun to read. We are beginner gardeners and have started canning. Last year we ...more

The Legacy

As far as legacies go, my tastes lie with something simple, like a check. Or stock. Or heirloom china. Unfortunately Mama wasn’t the heirloom china type. What I got when she departed for the peaceful place where mothers don’t have to cook, clean, or say, “If I told you once, I told you a million times,” was not the inheritance I assumed was my birthright. What she left me was the very thing I was the least qualified to handle. Wisdom....more
I loved this. Every lesson is just perfect...especially the puppy puddle one. We usually have ...more

Notes From The Grave

In the movie “My Life”, Michael Keaton starts a video journal for his unborn child when he learns he had a terminal illness....more
 @victorias_view That's my plan, too :)more

SOC Sunday: What is the Prime of Your Life?

Today's Stream of Consciousness prompt from All.Things.Fadra is: "Have you reached the prime of your life? What do you want to be your legacy?"...more
 @SunbonnetSmart.com Thank you, Robin. Sometimes I even amaze ME!   :)more

Joe and Bear

The man in the blue windbreaker looked perplexed. Squinting in the bright light, he waved away a swirl of clouds, searching for a familiar face. He took off his glasses and wiped the lenses clean, then replaced them, blinking.  All at once he broke into a grin.“Hey stranger!” he called to the tall guy with the houndstooth hat.“Winningest coach, eh?” smiled the elder man. “Good to see you, buddy.”Blue Windbreaker caught up and fell into step. “After I saw what happened when you retired, well … ” he faltered....more

You Can't Pass Down Your Tweets

My great-grandfather came to this country from Italy in the early 1900's.  His supposed intention was to send for his wife and children after he got settled but his family never heard from him again. So his daughter, my grandmother, came to America when she was 16 years old to look for him.  According to my mother, my grandmother said she never found out what happened and wouldn't talk about him anymore.I often think how sad it was that my mother and her siblings never got to know their grandfather or really anything about him....more
I have been thinking about that a lot lately, namely because my mother's family is showing signs ...more