My Knight In Shining Armour ~ My Dad

A young baby boy was brought into this earth. He was born in Greenville, South Carolina on September 27, 1932 to the parents of Homer and Bessie King. I would guess he lived a pretty normal life that everyone else in the time of the Depression did, with the exception that his father died while […]... Read More

The Fabric Of My Life ~ My Mom

The distant sound of whirring and the foot pedal up and down on the floor. The sliding sound of scissors on the table as pieces of fabric were cut to embellish our bodies. These were the fabrics that wove our life together. My mom would sit at her sewing machine sewing all the clothing of […]... Read More

Gratitude is for me…

Gratitude is for me and for you…. Gratitude is for me and for you. It is the key to unlocking a mystery. It is a balm for bitterness. It is a remedy for irritation. It is a friend indeed. It is a reminder of love. It is a romantic moment. It is an sparkle-in-the-eye maker. […]... Read More

Point of View

It all depends on the way you look at things. One day a father and his rich family took his son to a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night in the farm of a very poor family. When […]... Read More

Hospital Windows

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. […]... Read More