I was at a women’s gathering where one of the ladies shared
her experience with a recent European vacation.
She and her husband cruised the Danube and took an extra week to visit
sights they had always wanted to see. It
was the trip of a lifetime.
Then, on the flight home, they were upgraded to first
While sipping champagne and reveling in the extra room, she shared with the group how her mind drifted briefly to the giant credit card bill waiting upon her return. Then she thought of the sights, the sounds and the encounters with ...
My colleague is in the middle of what no one wants. She has an in-home business, using a spare bedroom for her office. Three teen-aged rowdy boys plus a husband plus a large extended family makes this time of year even more hectic. Then her husband’s grandma
This past week, my church had a Grand Opening. We moved from our tiny, cramped out-of-the-way location to a larger space on a busy street. Talk about exciting!
I just returned from teaching my first ever Irish Crochet Lace class. Well, let me be clear, it wasn’t MY first Irish Crochet class. My history with crochet goes back my entire life.
It was my first time to teach this skill to someone else. And boy, did I learn a lot!
We think that creating something new is hard and convince ourselves to never begin because it’s hard. But, just like Amazon and their suppliers, the hard part is not the important part.
I listened to a friend talking the other day about her pilot husband who would just not give it up.
His entire career had been devoted to piloting passengers across the US. After he retired, he volunteered for the Air National Guard. Now, years later, he’s still flying solo.
She’s concerned that