Memorial Day

Lately, many people have been very vocal in observing that our children's generation is a difficult one, in that the world is a bit coarser, a bit harder, that commitment is becoming uncommon, and that the media is so available to back up those trends. I agree. I see it, too. But I also see that they are up for it. They are handling challenges. They are not trading their principles. They are being true. How very sweet that is.

Memorial Day has always been a favorite holiday of mine. It's a time of remembering those who have gone before and given so much. And there are SO many things to remember.

Good, good things.

And so, as our family makes its annual "grave-hopping" trek (and I mean this in the most respectful of ways) this weekend, we will find joy from our loved ones, and fun times for us, as we continue to put our stamp on things.

Bob is rolling out the new smoker. Fasten seat belts! Partying ahead!

Apple Day

Today, I'm having an "apple day." That may mean something to some of you. If it doesn't, it's ok. It's all about feeling deprived of something I really want to eat. Chocolate cake, for instance. But there's that apple--sitting on my kitchen counter, waiting to be eaten.

Some days are like that, you know? Feeling deprived, however, is the opposite of being thankful. A thankful heart is never a deprived one. It's sort of like faith and fear not being able to reside in the same environment.

Thankful hearts are totally full. Totally and completely full. Totally and completely and spilling-over full. For me, it's a lesson to repeatedly learn, and at the end of the day, that apple is very sweet.