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21,170 ...

I have talked to my mother, in person or by phone, every day for 58 years. That would be approximately 21,170 days of connectivity. 

There is a commitment that is attached to this sort of habit that becomes a lifeline. Not only a lifeline of habit but a lifeline to the one who birthed you and taught you so many things about life. I know my days of sharing and listening to my mom are numbered and this brings me to a new place in my life with new lessons to learn.

I'm blessed to be a Child of the King. I'm honored to be by my mom's side as her support in her time of need. May God allow each of us to cherish every moment we have with those he has placed in our lives for a season.


Grandpa gets to do circle time :O)


Fresh Find: Every Texan needs this mouse pad (if you still have a mouse, that is)! There are so many cute mouse pads on Etsy. Every business should have cute & fun matching mouse pads. They are like the front door to your computer and you know how important first impressions are!!!



Hard Days Night ...

It's been a hard days night...been workin' like a dog.  That's kind of how I feel today. My mom had a rough day and that wears on me. Being an advocate for the ill and elderly should not be this hard!

I'll tell the world...I am NOT a nurse in any form or fashion, can't do it. Let me create, enter data, do technology, yard work, etc...but please don't place someone who needs medical care in my hands. I get sick. I wish I was better. I so appreciate nurses and their calling. It certainly is not something that everyone can do.

I have watched a lot of nurses in the last 2 years and some are better nurses than others, but when push comes to shove they will get in there and fight the battle with the patient. 

Thank you nurses!


I wish it would rain. I think I could cry enough tears to fill a bucket but we need way more than that! Refreshing rain, fall on me.

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Fresh Find: Kids would like these to display their favorite finds. Adults, too!


Fondness ...

Grandma Wall

Fondness is defined as having affection or liking for someone or something. I was fond of this woman. I'm thankful for the times I got to spend with her. Her name is Ethel Louvina Tuggle and she married Elbert Garrett Wall. She was born in 1904 and passed away to her eternal home in 1996. Here's to a good woman, may we know them, may we be them, may we raise them.


Fresh Find: This nightshirt looks comfy, comfy. It's on sale, too.


4 Generations ...

Etter Dayton wall

This is 4 generations: (L to R) My mother, Lorena Zoe Etter Dayton, our son, me, and my grandfather (my mom's dad), Hugh Robert Etter.

My grandmother and our daughter were most likely cooking. Well, someone had to take the picture! I'm sure my dad and husband stayed home :O)

You can tell it is morning. Look how excited we are to be up and dressed sitting at a picnic table! LOL

How about my poodle-do? Cute!

You notice my grandfather is walking on his knee pads. He lost his limbs in an accident. He never complained. He hurt though and sometimes I would hear his sighs of pain. What a brave man!


Fresh Find: I'm loving this simple natural wood light fixture. 


Beauty ...

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But he who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose ... Anne Bronte


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The morning glory which blooms for an hour differs not at heart from the giant pine, which lives for a thousand years.” ... Alan Wilson Watts

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Today I took a few minutes to drive a different path to the house from the hospital. I was blessed so much from all God sent me to see. Sometimes it is in these few short minutes that he can move the soul. I pray I'm always available to his calling. Some people don't understand me, can't, don't try, won't try, have given up trying, but that's okay...God loves me and uses me for me, his beautiful child. Broken but not lost.


Fresh Find: I realize school just started & it is really too early for this find but how fun for this Christmas season! Holly felted garland!!!


Water ...

Isaiah 58:11 ... And the Lord will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.


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Our special "fish" ... fish one



and fish two!


Fresh Find: I love, love this vintage desk and it is going into my beach house! (dream)


Sunrise ...

I like to think that a sunrise brings big changes. God's way of making an announcement. Only for the people who see it, who take the time to notice. 

It delivers us a new day. A day for service, a day for caring, a day for compassion, a day to share Christ's love with our fellow man. Did we notice the sunrise?


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Acts 2:46 ... And day by day, attending the temple together and breaking bread in their homes, they received their food with glad and generous hearts, ...


Speaking of sunshine. The grand-sisters certainly bring a certain joy into our lives.


We are throwing pennies and making wishes before our ice cream. Dylan was about to let us know she thinks grandpa's concrete trucks are too loud!


Fresh Find: What a fun Vera scarf print bag!!!


Dreams Do Come True ...

In 1991, my grandfather died. In 1995, my father died. In 1996, my grandmother died. All of a sudden my mother was alone in this big old world. She was without parents or her best friend since the age of 16, my dad. 

In 1996 my mother and I were talking about her dreams and she mentioned that she had always dreamed of designing and building a home. I told her she should do it. She said, Really? I said, Yes, we can do this together. I'll help you. 

In 1997 her dream came true. She had her wonderful new home. The process of moving everything from 313 Irene was one she packed with care; every piece cleaned and wrapped and placed in the box.

If you know my mother then you know she is a collector of things.  These things had to be hung, displayed, etc. I was honored to measure hang, and help her move into her home. There were many times I bit my tongue when the "thing" wasn't hanging in just the right spot and I would have to fill that little hole, touch up the paint, and redo it! LOL I look back to that time and know I am blessed to have made these special memories! What fun days those were.



In 1997, Chrissa was 17, Aaron was 20, I was 42, and my mother was 67. We happened to be there when we poured the concrete so we got to play.

DREAMS DO COME TRUE. She waited many years and is blessed; we are, too!


Fresh Find: I love the softness of this slip.