The joy of giving.

There have been times when I thought I bought things for myself, but they were really for somebody else. Of course this happens all of the time with little kids and sweet treats. They give you the pitiful look and whatever treat you thought you were going to enjoy winds up with them. Last week, I found this really neat item courtesy of one of my friends. It was so inspiring and cute that I knew I had to have one – that is, until I realized that it would make a better gift. Maybe someday I’ll get around to having one of my own, but it felt much better to share it in the form of a surprise.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Seven years ago, I saw the brilliant things my friend Diva In Demand was writing and all of the wonderful people she was meeting through her blog and I decided to start my own. Not so much as a showcase for my thoughts but as an outlet for a lot of the emotions I was dealing with in a very difficult time in my life. There have been several more since then, but you who read this blog will never know how much your comments, your notes of encouragement (even your likes from time to time) have blessed my life. I hope that you all are enjoying a rich and full and happy day!

Joy in the morning.

…weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. (Psalm 30:5)

There have been so many days when I woke up with the funk of yesterday’s drama on me and the right word or the right music or even a positive reflection just completely turned the day around for me. It does not always work, but it sure beats choosing to dwell in the muck and mire that life can be sometimes.  I’m so thankful for new mornings and new mercies.

The return of Chocolit – A delicious possibility.

Yesterday evening I wrote notes on some books I was interested in reading and it resulted in me considering a scaled-back return to internet radio in the form of a 30 minute show where I talk about great books that I’ve read. For those who don’t know, Chocolit was a show that my sister, Ben and I created a couple of years back where we would discuss books that we (sometimes with our sister Cocoa) had read. It was a lot of fun, but their schedules no longer allowed them to participate and I was not prepared to do the work it would have taken to carry the show by myself.  I think I could execute my concept with lots of planning. We’ll see.