Somebody lived there
From the Heart It was 1975 when I bought my house. I bought it from the Hamptons but I always called it the Bentz house because they lived in it…
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Thoughts from a broken heart
From the Heart It was 17 years ago when I received a call from my forever friend Patsy. Her 34 year old daughter had collapsed while exercising. I could not…
Facing the giant named Irma
From the Heart My mind knows the scripture Psalms 62:2: “He only is my rock and my salvation. My stronghold. I shall not be shaken.” I’ve read that scripture many…
Happy birthday, Grandma Janet
From the Heart Leah comes bouncing into the lanai (back porch) in Tampa. “Grandma, tomorrow is your birthday. How old will you be?” I laughed as I knew this would…
You are as young as you feel
From the Heart I have become even more acquainted with the importance of proper breathing and staying fit since Chuck and I began going to Yoga classes a few years…
Finding your destination
From the Heart I heard the words . . . you could never do that. Funny thing, it was me who said it. Actually it was the little voices in…
Opinions from my heart
From the Heart Each week I share my thoughts and yes, opinions, with you. They come from my heart. They come from my experiences, both good and not so good….
Stretching the heartstrings
From the Heart The heartstrings of a mother stretch to wherever her children go. Mine just stretched a bit farther than I ever expected. It’s Friday night about 11:00 and…
Powerless in Noblesville
It was 5 a.m. on Friday. I woke up and felt powerless . . . actually, I was powerless. And the thunder rolls, the lightning strikes and we lost power….
The aisles of memory lane at Kenley’s
Funny how when you read about someone it brings back an entire grocery store of memories. That happened this week when I read about the retirement of Luke Kenley from…