Articles by Janet Hart Leonard

About that muzzle

My fingertips were itching to tap the keyboard. I had so much to say … but I refrained. Social media postings were battling it out. Comments were thrown like punches….

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Degrees of love

As Chuck, my perpetual thermostat adversary, walked through the living room, I could see he realized that I had tampered with the thermostat setting. He quickly glanced at the Honeywell…


“No” isn’t a bad word

Has saying no to something good ever been a struggle for you? Are you a people-pleaser? Do you compare yourself to others? Me too. How could I say no? I…


Frazzleness

I’m beginning to think my technology issues have replaced my traveling issues. Remember the broken phone story I wrote two weeks ago? And now, the rest of the story. I…


The power of five

My grandson, Jacob Baker, will walk across the stage and be handed his high school diploma in a few days. Then what? If Jake knows anything about his Grandma Janet,…


Finally, I’m a rule-breaker

I’ve always been a rule follower. Last Friday, I was challenged to obey a pretty ludicrous rule. I dropped my phone, and the bottom right corner of the screen shattered….


It began with a Hallelujah

Slathering gratitude with a Hallelujah … Slowly, she walks up the steps of the church. She’s carrying burdens she never imagined she would carry. No one else can see them….


Not perfect, but blessed

Blessed is the mother who has it all together and whose children walk in the way they have been taught. I heard a speaker say this. That was 30 years…


Class of 1974

All roads lead to home. It’s just that most of the ones we are familiar with are closed due to construction. It does not matter. The Noblesville High School Class…


Vintage wisdom

Janet Kay, don’t get your bowels in an uproar. I hear my mother’s voice from time to time. She used that southern expression whenever she knew I was upset about…