Love Is In The Air

Valentine's Day has passed but Cupid stuck around awhile and ended up on a beach in Florida during a special sunrise on a mid-March day...

My son Adam and lovely Rachael became engaged as the sun greeted the early morning and as the ocean's fluid harmony rejoiced.  Cupid played all day long in the sun as love danced along the shoreline.  This special union was celebrated by phone and at the end of the day with a bottle of the best Champagne with our new Florida family ...

The Dunbar's

Smiles, toasting and well wishes all around for our two love birds, Adam & Rachael...    Love at first sight, Love burning bright, Love in God's light.

 Love, Momma

Feed on God's Faithfulness

"Feed on God's faithfulness to find the strength you need" is taken from a page of a daily devotion calendar I read on January 3, 2015.  It goes onto quote Psalm 37:3..."Trust in the Lord, and do good; dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness".

The King James Version reads..."Trust in the LORD and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verify thou shalt be fed". Psalm 37:4-5 then says, "Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass".

My true delight comes in doing the right thing in the eyes of the Lord.  I'm human and make mistakes everyday but know the difference in my mind and heart when I've done the right thing. 

Recently, I've been searching for a King James Bible around our home.  Seek and ye shall find...my Mother's KJB, Scolfield Reference Edition was sitting right on the shelf like an old friend.  Some 20 years ago, I switched from King James to New International Version because a family member gave it to me.  It had a deep concordance that came in handy during study time and I felt very comfortable reading this version until recently.   My Sons now study from a King James Bible.  Discussion of which one is best came up and was explained to me in a way I now respect and understand.  But when the subject first came up I was a little taken back.  I prayed for understanding and God gave me the answer in the form of an informational pamplet that explains Bible translations available at the Lifeway Christian Bookstore.

You see, the King James Bible (not the New King James) was originally published in 1611, word-for-word from the best manuscripts available at the time.  I needed to be reminded of this!  It's the Bible I was taught from as a child.  It's the Bible I read from as a child.  The seeds of Christian faith were planted in me from hearing Sermons based on the word of God read from this version of the Bible.  My eyes have been opened now and I'm thankful my children have right intentions of learning from the King James Bible.  The "thee's and thou's" are music to my ears these days...a familiar melody that plays from within.

God's delight must surely come from knowing His children seek Him and contentment comes from His children knowing that God will provide understanding and His will is perfect.

Happy New Year 2015...It's Gonna Be A Good One!

This has been one of the happiest entries into a new year that I can remember.  We spontaneously had friends from Church stop by for a fabulous steak dinner prepared by my husband who has the name of Chef Jonathan in our household.  He loves to cook and share all of his creations with friends and family or anyone else who happens to be passing through.
I enjoy being his favorite helper in the kitchen which allows me to throw in my two sense worth of advice every now-and-then.  It's not often needed though...Jonathan's a great cook!

Some of our favorite friends stopped by to help us celebrate life and friendship with laughter and the togetherness that comes easy when you have like-minded individuals gathered in one place.  I enjoy remembering how we were all gathered around our dining room table telling stories from the past and making plans for our future.  One thing's for sure...we made promises to eachother to have fun in 2015.  We don't want to sit still and let life pass by.  We all agreed that our Lord has blessed us with our Church which includes our Church relationships with friends who are family.  Tomorrow is not promised so lets enjoy life!

On December 31, 2014,  we gathered in our home and made a wonderful memory that night.  As Jonathan and I closed the kitchen door after our friends left, we looked at eachother and smiled.  We have so much to be thankful for...so much that we've been through and so much to look forward to.

I woke up New Year's Day morning with an overwhelming feeling of peace and gratitude for the experience we had the night before and the faith we have for tomorrow.  Yes, it's going to be a good year.  We have a list of things happening already:

1)   We are celebrating our 10th Wedding Anniversary in May.

2)   We will be welcoming our 5th grandchild into our lives in May.

3)   My eldest son is moving up in his career of Education.

4)   My youngest son is becoming a certified Lawyer soon.

5)   Jonathan's eldest is beginning his new life in KY.

6)   We will welcome another Daughter into our family in the Fall.

7)   We will sell our office building and relocate to simplify our lives.

8)   We will win the lottery (well, someone has to do it!)

9)   Mama will enjoy this chapter of her life in good health.

10) We will begin our next chapter with a grateful heart that includes quiet   time on our deck...enjoying a glass of wine with a plate of smoked fish, cheese, olives, balsamic onions and cherry peppers watching our families of deer stop by to nibble on our fruit trees and grapevines.

11)  We will anticipate the news of Jasper's loose tooth finally falling out!

12)  We will make plans for small trips to visit friends and family.

13)  We will go camping in our camper with friends and family.

14)  We will make healthier choices for our physical and emotional selves.

15)  We will grow veggies, herbs and a lemon tree in patio pots.

16)  We will continue to seek God's will and direction as we use our   talents for Him in our Church.

Yes, it's going to be a great year!

Christmastime is Here

Christmastime is here...I sure love remembering this Charlie Brown lyric and watching all of my other seasonal favorites like that sweet reindeer with the bright shining red nose and my frothy friend Frosty.  Why did he have to melt and make me all emotional?  Oh...it's just a story; nothing to worry about...it all works out to be a happy ending.

I'm missing my siblings a little more this year and my Momma and Dad.  Sometimes, I just breeze through the Holidays and other years...well, it hits me in the heart.   That's where it counts.  The heart of Christmas is Faith, Family and making great memories with the ones you love. 

On Sunday, the music at our Church was really beautiful and touched the hearts of those listening...a special song called "The Heart of Christmas" by Matthew West is the song Jonathan sang with a little harmony from me, Dana and Cindy and Don playing bass.  Listen to it on Youtube when you get the chance.  All of Matthew West's songs are really thoughtful and you can find a whole list available for your "heart" to hear.

Thinking about the heart of Christmas brings me back to some fond memories I have of the silver foil tree at Grandma's and our Charlie Brown tree in Ashland.  Our Christmas presents were few but times were different then...we didn't expect anything so when we received one or two things, it was really appreciated!

Here are a few photos I've found recently of my childhood Christmas memories...some taken at my Grandmother's home and some in the home I grew up in on Montgomery Avenue...the first one is me standing with my Brother, Chip and beside me is the Penguin I received from Dad marked "Airmail from Antartica".

From my heart to yours....Merry Christmas Everyone!

The Pixie, Kindergarten and on to First Grade

Time was drawing near and the pressure was on to somehow, someway register and attend Mrs. Grace Kinner's Kindergarten Class beginning in the Fall.  It was simply not going to happen until my brave and sweet Mother negotiated a trade.  Zina Mae decided to offer housecleaning services to Mr. and Mrs. Kinner so I could go to a private pay Kindergarten in our neighborhood.  How thankful I am today for this wonderful experience.  It made me grow up alot and experience many children from all over Ashland that I am still friends with today.  I really loved Helen Hall, my neighbor and Mrs. Kinner's helper.  She always encouraged us to follow the rules with kindness, kept us in line and gave us structure.

The Pixie Haircut
Age 5

Believe it or not, I started a trend with my Pixie haircut.  My first bestfriend in life and Mrs. Kinner's classroom was Amy Raferty and she just had to have a pixie haircut too.  Then came the matching lipstick pink raincoats.  It was nice having a best friend.  I stayed pretty close to her for the entire year and helped her when she needed a little extra help and encouragement on the playground and in the classroom.  It was so sad when we had to part and enter into elementary schools across town from eachother.  I went to Crabbe Elementary and Amy went to Oakview, if I remember correctly, and I just didn't understand why it had to happen this way.  I also missed seeing Romeo-strickened Tim Rice 5 days a week.  I remember him trying to speak French to me like Pepe LePew...every now and then he wanted to kiss my entire right arm.  He was so darn cute with freckles on his cheeks and big brown eyes and quite endearing.

 

Then there was Liz Peebles...she was apart of my Kindergarten class and much to my surprise, appeared at Crabbe Elementary the very morning I showed up for my first day of First Grade.  I was happy about seeing her but she had a rough time with separation anxiety and cried so hard that it reminded me that I was also far, far away from my own security blanket of home.  It kindof freaked me out so bad that I wondered how I would get through the first week.  I was a nervous Nellie until I laid eyes on one of the most beautiful girls in the world.  I saw a heart of gold through her sparkling green eyes.   She had braided hair, the biggest smile and I thought she was a real live American Indian.  I thought to myself, well...she's unique and I like her.  I decided then and there we were going to be best friends and that's all there was to it.  I needed her and she needed me.  Plus, her middle name nearly matched mine...Lynn...yes, Dorothy Lynn Anderson was her name and we are still best friends today.  She and I became official blood sisters in Second Grade which really sealed the deal.

 

 

I remember when Dottie mentioned to me that if we were really to be best friends then we just had to become blood sisters so we went out from the school, into Central Park close to the Tennis Courts, found a rock or something to slice our fingertips a little, then watched the blood come to the surface of our skin.  We then rubbed our fingers together and that's all she wrote...we became official blood sisters for life. 

 

 

Dottie's Mommy always liked me because she knew I loved her daughter.  Although Dottie did have American Indian in her, she also had Spanish, Hungarian, English and African-American.  My sweet friend was a mix of refreshing nationalities that brought something different to the table.  Plus she could dance like noneother.  In fact, she taught me how to do the "four corners" at one of our Ice Cream Socials her Mommy hosted at the school.  Maybe I learned so quickly because we were blood sisters.  I was the only friend allowed to come over to Dottie's home on Saturdays to play.  We stayed outside in the fenced-in dusty yard mostly but just liked being together...didn't have to do much of anything else.  My Dad would drop me off and pick me up.  My Dad knew Dottie's Dad, Bill Anderson, as they had a few things in common.  Navymen they were and they also went to the same Barber located in the Mayo Arcade in heart of town.   

 

 

Dottie and I grew up together in Crabbe Elementary School creating many great childhood memories like being on School Patrol together during 5th and 6th grades.

 

 



A Humble Beginning

Having a humble beginning in a humble home means alot these days.  Seems like we are now in the mindset of  "I want it and I want it now".   I certainly did not grow up this way but at times feel I've adopted the Babyboomer mindset.


 

 

 

3 years old and as sweet as sugar until Momma pulled the scissors out and pure fear set in when she attempted to cut my bangs.  I remember sitting on the white wooden stairway, gritting my teeth and screaming while the pointy scissors came my way.  I have always been a little particular about my hair...maybe it all started with this!

Standing with my Sister on our broken sidewalk in front of our home.  The Sweeney's lived in the home directly behind Jeanine and The Bowling's lived on the left.  We were close families on this corner of our street.

I remember Jeanine drawing my first Hopscotch game with chalk on this broken sidewalk.  I stubbed many-a-toe on this broken sidewalk.  Probably because I ran so fast to the IceCream truck that parked in front of our house during the Summer months.  I just had to have a Blue Rasperry Snow Cone each time for a dime then a quarter in later years.

Oh how sweet...4 years old and ready for the camera at Olan Mills.  I always enjoyed the whole process of getting ready for the appointment at the professional studio.  The shampoo the night before, Dippity Doo, pink sponge rollers that I had to sleep in, ironing of the blouse and dress and Sunday's best white patton leather shoes.

Good times and more to come!

A Surprise Addition

"Surprise, I'm expecting", Momma said about a year after the family moved to Ashland, KY.   I guess after Dad came home from his last tour-of-duty, a little "togetherness" happened and thus a petite, dark-haired, brown-eyed little girl was born in January of 1963.  I'm not sure how or why but I remember the view outside my Mother's hospital window from King's Daughters Hospital.  Maybe it's because they talked about it so much...that Momma held me up at the window while Dad stood there below with my Big Brother and Sister looking up at me.  The introduction was powerful, I'm sure.  The cozy family of four now had a new number of five.

My Christening Day, Easter 1963

I think they are going to keep me...how could they not!

 

My 1st Birthday Cake made by Momma

My 1st Birthday Party celebrated with Nonna Murer, Laura Murer and Ms. Stoval
I actually remember this moment very vividly in our simple home when eating around the table meant so much to family and friends.

16 months old, I loved my soft red corderoy bibbed overalls.

Getting ready for my first bite of cake

Lovin my Daddy

I sure had a full head of hair!

Enjoying my first bite of cake and scared of my super-sized sippy cup!

My Mom's favorite polka dot dress. I still like this color today.