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Finding The Fun In Dysfunctional

By Barbara Glass~ Years ago, my youngest son returned home from school and announced, “Our family is dysfunctional!” I burst out laughing. At 12 years of age, Joe was discovering all kinds of new words and concepts at school. “I suppose we are dysfunctional,” I said. “But, Joe — all families are dysfunctional!” One way or

Like Clouds Passing Overhead —It’s All About Time

By Barbara Glass ~ Watching puffy white clouds float overhead on a lovely warm day makes one conscious of the here-to-there. The clouds pass lightly with the breeze, changing shape as they fly. Time is here and now, now and then, there and gone. Am I passing time or losing time? Am I in time,

Oh, To Be Vexed!

By Barbara Glass ~  My book group’s first selection of 2020 was Jane Austen’s “Persuasion”. Though I expected this book to be as boring as I had found Jane Austen to be in ninth grade, I was surprised by how much I enjoyed it. I was hooked after the fifth chapter and couldn’t put the

The Art of Starting Over

By Barbara Glass ~ When I think about “starting over,” I consider my Scotch-Irish ancestors who sailed to America and later migrated west, leaving family behind forever. They carried personal possessions with them — along with whatever they needed to survive, like a gun and an axe. There were few, if any, settlements where they

Sharing Time and Recalling Memories of Kay

By Barbara Glass~ The soft breeze of an early fall evening blew over us. Sunlight slowly faded over the distant tree line. About 25 hummingbirds hovered around a nearby sugar-water feeder. Eight of us — all women — sat there, watching the birds. We sipped wine as we listened to our host, Pam, tell us

On The Road Again

By Barbara Glass~ I was born into a family of drivers. My mother drove farm implements from the time she was 13 years old, and my father can’t remember a time when he wasn’t behind the wheel. Mom had a “lead foot”; Dad’s was lighter, but not by much. My childhood included road trips galore:

Things Learned About Life in the Garden

By Barbara Glass Until reaching adulthood, I thought red geraniums were the only flower ever planted. That’s all my mother ever bought and all I knew. Imagine my surprise when I visited the plant nursery for the first time! Geraniums come in pinks and white, and there are so many other choices! ■ The first

Seeing is Believing!!

By Barbara Glass Age sneaks up on us. Physical changes are gradual until one day – presto! – we pass a mirror and wonder who that person is staring back at us. The image is a little fuzzy in low light. Could it be that my eyes are changing? Eye muscles weaken over time. Reading

Toss Out the Old, Let In the New Possibilities

New Year’s resolutions bring reflection on the past year and plans for the coming year. On the list somewhere is a goal of staying healthy, often phrased as maintaining “wellness”. For me, “wellness” goes beyond exercise, diet and adding spiritual components like meditation or Bible study to my schedule: it’s clearing the clutter! Make way

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