I have just returned home from visiting both my children. I had a fabulous time and am so thankful to know my children are fine. My sons are both adults and both live near the west coast. As I live in Atlanta, I don’t see them very often. One of my sons lives near San Francisco and has a family. Since I am now a Grandmother, I am making a point to visit him and his family more often so that I get to know my granddaughter. My other son lives on the Nevada side of Lake Tahoe. I am…
Home. What does this word mean to you? For me, it is more than a place. It is a feeling of belonging. A feeling that I am safe and at peace inside this place. I have moved many times to three completely different countries and to two very different regions within the United States of America and yet I’ve been able to create this feeling for me and my family in each spot. So, I ask again, what does home mean to you? Is it the house in which you grew up? Will that place always represent home to you?…
I’d like to start a conversation about what enough means to you. How do you know when there is enough of something? Well, sometimes the container defines enough. Take a glass, for instance. When you go to fill it with water you know you have poured enough water as the level of the water reaches the rim of the glass. If you get all the way to the very tippy top of the glass you know you won’t be able to lift the glass to drink out of it. It’s too full, there’s too much water. A bowl, a plate,…
