Category Archives: Heartwarming

Dinner Time

 

AOn almost every Sunday at 101 South Church Street., there was a family meal being served.  This was the home of Ralph and Emma Lambert.  Theirs was the classic Southern marriage, one that would endure over sixty-five years here on Earth.  Hard-working and living within their means, they had raised a large family in such a small house.  Work was Monday through Friday or Saturday, Church was every Sunday morning. Continue reading Dinner Time

A Non-Lyrical Ode to Rachel

My young Goddaughter gave me a book several years ago full of writing prompts to inspire me simply because she knew that I liked to write.  Tonight, as I flipped through the book and shrugged at the various topics, it dawned on me that I should write about her, a favorite subject of mine and all the prompting I’ll ever need. Continue reading A Non-Lyrical Ode to Rachel

The Innocence of Children

How can a child look at little black ants crawling up and down the bark of a tree and become so fascinated?

There was a Man and a Woman.  And there were ex-wives and ex-husbands.  And there were friends and family giving the Man and Woman their advice on how the world should be.  There were work conflicts and roommates with different points of view and there were bills to be paid.

And in the middle of it all was a Little Girl. Continue reading The Innocence of Children

Permanent Marker-The Sequel

A continuation of the Roanoke story: down, almost gone, but not finished.

Permanent Marker

The Activity Director and her staff did a terrific job of scheduling creative activities for the residents of the home.  There were dry erase boards at two of the nurses’ stations that listed the activities by day and by hour.  Continue reading Permanent Marker-The Sequel