Two weeks ago, I sat down to write a long overdue post in My Souther Heart, the blog I’ve been writing since 2007. If you read my blog from 2007-2012, the posts from my life in Oregon have been archived in a separate location. I appreciate you following my blog through this journey and invite you to continue to do so. As I logged on to my blog host, I realized I had not upgraded the most recent WordPress. I was tired and not paying attention at the time. I made the big mistake of upgrading from the blog host …
My Southern Heart
Growing older…
I remember the beginning. Fifty-three years ago, when we were all young, life lay stretched out ahead of us. Children in our future…grandchildren beyond that. A path we were laying out in neat little stones leading to what we thought would be our future. Even then, time seemed like it would go on forever. I know you’ve said it: “if only I had known then, what I know now”. I wish I had known then that I didn’t have all the time in the world. We thought we did of course. There’s something to be said for surviving the storms …
My Southern Heart again…
If you read my blog, My Southern Heart, from May 2008 to August 2012, then you’re going to think this looks totally different. You’re right – it does. All the entries from my time in Oregon have been archived and I’ll have a book printed just for me. Five hundred pages full of reflections, photos, family, farm life, gardening, travels, the Pacific Northwest and so many delicious recipes. But it was time to put it all away and start My Southern Heart all over again. (The posts that you see in the pages and archives here are from My Southern …
“I’ll Go To My Grave Loving You”…
The year was 1975. My sweet, gentle Dad had heard this song on the radio and asked me if I could find the record for him. He loved my Mama dearly and he loved this song. At the time, I was not a fan of country music – and definitely not a fan of the Statler Brothers – but I bought a tape player and the song for him (and a few others). I watched as he listened to the sweet harmony and the words of the song…and his eyes teared up. The next thing I know there’s a …
The sixth day of August…
There are some days in life that are just bittersweet…today is one of those days. On a sweet note, today is Cindy’s birthday. She is my sister Gerry’s firstborn. Cindy is beautiful with a heart of gold…just like her late Mom. She has an ever ready smile and a wonderful sense of humor. We are always laughing when we’re all together. An amazing pianist and wonderful teacher, she must bless the hearts of the students at the college where she teaches. No doubt, she blesses the hearts of our entire family…just as she blesses mine. Happy Birthday, Cindy! I love you. Wish I …