X-Crossing/Alphabet Post Challenge 2019

Stu at Something to Stu Over has brought back the Alphabet Post Challenge.

This is how the challenge was born

👉 Read here ~

We are about to wrap this Alphabet Post Challenge up! Two more to go, Stu! 😓 💦 💧


~Close-up of the x-crossing out in the backwoods of our little hometown~ 🐄 🐓 🐖 🚂

It was the prettiest and brightest rainbow ever! Even Rainbow Bright would have been proud! 👀🙄😂 Wish my iPhone could have really captured its true beauty near these railroad tracks! 🌈

The 9:30 train passing through the outskirts of our town, while I was sitting on the back porch. ⏰🚂


X-tra Pics and Stuff

My hubby thought this bent oak tree was used as a trail marker by the Native Americans–passing through a long time ago. And maybe afterwards, grew this way? Who knows for sure? It was huge and unique! 🤔🤷‍♀️

That baby really wanted to ride the ferris wheel that year at the county fair! Can you see him pointing up to it?~pic taken by his mom🙂

The one year I actually “started” a Bucket List…Riding in an air balloon was on it. 🤡

When I had discovered that year’s Ladies Conference would involve a ride in an air balloon, I was ecstatic!

My little family and I had actually taken a small trip to attend a Hot Air Balloon Festival at a state fairgrounds, years back and had wanted to ride in one. (It was actually tethered)

From the moment we first arrived in the town, it rained up until that evening. We tried sloshing around in mud just to get to some of the kiddy fair rides, but had to call it a night. It was just too nasty! The hot air balloons had been shut down due to the rainy weather.

Anyways, back to the Ladies Conference….I had talked my friend into trying to ride in one at the campgrounds. Most the ladies had already went up in it after the Day service. We had missed the golden opportunity however 😂. So, we were actually first in line that night after the church service.

Keep in mind we were both scared of heights! The hot air balloon was tethered and was only going 50 feet up, I kept reminding myself and her.

The bad part of all this was that a little over a month before, several people had been killed in a hot air balloon accident in Maxwell, TX. They had struck high-voltage power lines and crashed! 😥

I kept telling myself, “Face your fears, Renee, you’re not actually going to be riding around up in the air in that thing!”

The weather had turned a little gusty, so the guy that was operating the hot air balloon did a trial run. The wind flipped the bucket over in the air a few feet up, so that ended the dream balloon ride that year! Oh well! 🤷‍♀️ All’s well that ends well, I suppose! 🤡


~The recent blueberry pick~

~This is a picture of a picture, if you will😄

Taken by my daughter a little after my youngest grandson was born. She did a Woodland theme nursery. The little guy was NOT too happy about the mug shot!🦊 🐿 🦝 🦌 .

The hospital door hanger on the upper top right, was made by my sister. You can’t see the musical, wind-up raccoon that well, but it had that and the little fox.

The birth announcement I took 🧸 🧸 🧸

~His own mother swung on this when she was little~

~Majestic Oak tree in our yard~

~Miss Priss–Nonna’s heart (The Baby)

~Easter Sunday baby grandson~

~High school Graduation portraits I took-baby girl~

~More flowers 😝

~Another magnolia with 🐝

Mr. Turtle


Oak and sky



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I nominate ALL of my dear friends!😄🤗

We Won’t Be Silent Anymore

I have been praying and standing on faith in the last couple of weeks, through a trial that shocked me through to my core. At first, I was very optimistic, praising God for the victory, but the day before I was to get an answer to my prayer, my thoughts spiraled into very deep thoughts of the “what if’s.”

On top of all that, I was also battling sinus and vertigo and spent the day in bed sick, praying and was an emotional mess.

I told very few people what was going on. Not even my girls knew about what I was facing. In fact, I wasn’t even going to tell you guys!

But after all the lion posts that have kept popping up everywhere during the trial and after, I felt God whispering into my spirit that it needed to be shared for the glory of God! So here I go…

First of all, if you are new to my blog, you will need to read one of my oldest posts that tells what my blog site is all about. You will need to read it first in order to understand where I’m coming from with today’s post.

Tokens of His Love

To give a short summary of this post, I shared how God speaks to us in His most precious ways by sending us Heart (love) Tokens from His heart to ours! If we could only see how deep and powerful the love of our Father truly is! Anyways, back to the story….

A little over two weeks ago, (June 3) during my yearly exam, my gynecologist found a cyst that concerned her greatly. Afterwards, I was scheduled for a future mammogram and ultrasound.

I really didn’t want to burden anyone with this, because it seems everyone is going through their own fire right now–and especially because things of this nature are a little personal for women, or maybe just for me.🤷‍♀️

So, after being told of this, I tried to stay positive, focusing on my Alphabet Post Challenge.

Days later (Wednesday, June 12) after getting the bad news and not being able to sleep, I was sitting on my back porch after midnight, listening to the crickets. I heard a hoot owl and decided to record it to share on my post.

Things were quiet outside, except for the crickets and the owl. I sat very still, with my arms propped, and had my finger poised over the record button–waiting for the owl to hoot again.

When it began, I quickly and gently pressed the record button. My phone don’t record right away. 🙄 Realizing I had missed it, I still kept recording for a few more seconds, just in case it hooted again. It didn’t, so I hit the play back button. And what I heard totally left me speechless!

It sounded like a lion roaring! The strange thing is I would have heard if there had been any wild animal outside, just like I heard the owl and the crickets.

My dog, Chess, barks at the sign of anything that goes bump in the night when we are sitting on the porch, day or night. He was lying at my feet and is very protective of me. He chases and barks at anything that tries to get near me.

Like the horse yesterday morning! The poor thing had gotten close in range for me to reach out to calm him, but as soon as I reached out calling it to me, Chess takes off barking after it, chasing it down the driveway!

So I know there was nothing out there! We definitely don’t have lions roaming around the South! I recorded again to make sure my phone wasn’t messing up….got nothing but crickets. So, I decided I needed to go inside!

I was really pondering what it meant! Later on in the day I was sharing the story with Debbie, my friend over the phone. She reminded me of what had happened to her and her post she had written about and shared on WordPress. She told me I needed to roar like a lion over that sickness and tell it to leave.

That night, after the way the service went, we had a prayer service. I went up for prayer. I finally told my pastor what I was facing, before he anointed me with oil and prayed over me.

That night on the way home from church, the thought popped into my head that now was the time, that I needed to roar over that sickness and tell it to go. I did, right there in the car, driving down the road. I sure had a prayer meeting along the way! I felt a peace come over me.

After I messaged Debbie the recording, two days later, she sent me the post. It had shown up in her Memories on fb.

I got brave enough to share the recording with another friend and asked her to tell me what she heard after she listened. She told me she heard a lion.

The day of my tests, this past Tuesday, June 18, as I was getting ready for the appointment, the power of God hit me in such a strong and powerful way, that I stopped what I was doing and started rejoicing, worshiping and praising God!!! And again the thought hit me to roar over my sickness and tell it to go! So, I did! And I was flooded with joy and peace in the Holy Ghost!

My big sis drove me to the appointment an hour away. I told her I had something I wanted her to listen to and tell me what she heard. She looked at me and said, “A lion.” I told her about Debbie’s experience and about her post. I even shared it with her.

Here’s the video, with only sound, as it was dark outside. Does it sound like a lion to you? You be the judge for yourself.

While lying on the table during the ultra sound, I watched the screen before me that was playing calming music with beautiful pictures of nature. In one scene, there were beautiful clouds. I saw a heart-shaped cloud, and it filled me with peace that everything would be ok! I wasn’t afraid. The enemy’s report said the cyst could be malignant, but God’s report said ALL WAS WELL!

I had been told before the appointment that I would get the results of the tests in 2-3 days. I listened to the several people who were in the room performing the tests. I heard one of them quietly tell another one that there was a cyst, to get several pics of it.

I could see the concern in their eyes as they told me to sit back in the waiting room after it was over. They would look it over, talk with my gynecologist whose office was on another floor in the building and call me back to read the results. I thought it must be bad news if they were going to go ahead and call the doctor and try to read the results of the tests right away. They normally never do that. But I quickly replaced that thought with faith.

I was called back into the room. I went in smiling. I honestly did! There were 4 or 5 of them standing as a group, facing me. The one in the middle told me, “You are fine, it’s just a cyst. All you need to do is come back in another year. Everything is fine!”

I looked at them and felt the need to state, “So….what you are telling me is that nothing is wrong….I don’t have that dreaded word. I’m fine.”

She repeated, “Nothing is wrong. It’s just a cyst. YOU ARE FINE!”

Right there in front of these women, I lifted my hands and said, “Thank God!” They shook their heads and grinned, “YES!!!”

They told me to have a good day, and frankly, I did! I got my sister and shared the news as we were leaving the waiting room on the way to the elevator. She hugged me and we teared up! She treated me to Olive Garden. And we cried and talked of the goodness of God all the way home!

What do you need God to be strong for you today? He is the true Lion of Judah- And He will roar with you to shut down the devices of the enemy! You know–the fake lion–the one who goes about “as a roaring lion,” seeking whom he may devour? We won’t stand by and take what the enemy tries to throw our way! We won’t be silent anymore!

Even though they had said come back in a year, The doctor’s office called the next day letting me know that my gynecologist wanted to see me in another 4 months, to check on things. I am praying that cyst completely disappears before then!

Being it’s after midnight while I’m still trying to share what’s on my heart, I can safely say it was yesterday that Debbie shared a song she found with me. One of the lines from the song is what I titled this post!


Here’s Debbie’s post at Bee Tree Gathering:

Roar Like a Lion


Here’s the song she shared with me:

Open Heaven–Lion of Judah



Here’s Amy Blount’s post from A New Life. She shared a poem yesterday with pics of lions.

One Mightier


Linda Lee from A Blog about Healing from PTSD:

Happy Caturday—Fathers Day weekend edition

Wildflowers/Alphabet Post Challenge 2019

Stu at Something to Stu Over has brought back the Alphabet Post Challenge.

This is how the challenge was born

👉 Read here ~

Make sure you stop in to see Stu’s posts that help people struggling with addiction, and read about his own testimony! Thanks again, Stu for the tag in this fun Alphabet Post Challenge and sharing in my crazy journey along the way🤪 😃


The lovely wildflowers on the back side of our property. I love the yellow, brown-eyed Susans!

Picking wildflowers…”I can see the wheels turning in my grandson’s head, “What is this stuff Nonna, can I eat it?”

~Weeds or Wildflowers–Tomatoe/ Tomato?🤷‍♀️ It’s all in the eye of the beholder~

Now a moment to share what happened this morning. After I packed my hubs lunch and sent him on his way to work at 3 a.m.–I went back to bed and decided to get to the bottom of why my comments were hitting everyone’s Spam folder. Around 4 a.m., all of a sudden, I heard and felt pounding hooves hitting the earth running helter skelter all over the yard! I thought maybe I was going crazy lol. 😜🤪🤔. Until I heard a horse neigh.

I jumped up to see what was the matter! Grabbed a flashlight and took off into a dark yard! Could there be a Head-less Horseman riding around my yard?!!😂🤣

You guessed it, another neighbors animal had gotten loose and came a visiting! He was running WILD😜 and scared and ran into the electric fence. He neighed again and ran all over the field. I called to him, and he was finally calming down and walking over to me, when my protective dog decided to bark.

The poor thing took off down the driveway. I pray he’s not injured. I haven’t heard anything yet😬😜

This place is getting to be a regular funny farm around here! Sassy the cow has gotten loose several more times and made her way back here. We tried putting her in the fence and she kept breaking out, until she got caught in the electric fence! We haven’t seen her in a couple of days! But I’m sure she’ll be back–to this Wild and Crazy Funny Farm!!!! 🤪😂👀

~Wild daisies and Upside down sky~🙃

~More daisies along the driveway

~White gardenias~

~Unripe wild blackberries–I’ve eaten my share of these as a child~

~I can almost smell these perfume scented Gardenias~ 🐝

~Dandelion Wishes~

~Another white Gardenia~

~White and Black Print~

~Woodchimes~ one of my most favorite sounds~


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Acknowledge the blogger that challenged you.

Display the challenge photo or create your own 🙂

Link back to this post so I can read yours.

Create one post or multiple posts, as I did, using a word that starts with each letter of the alphabet and share your thoughts on the word you chose and how it can be applied to our lives.

Be creative! Use words, pictures, gifs…whatever just have fun. 🙂

Nominate/tag as many bloggers as you would like to participate.

I nominate ALL of my dear friends!😄🤗

Spam Anyone?

Please pass the spam–Just kidding…I don’t really like that stuff myself!

Just a friendly reminder to check your spam folder from now on. Apparently there’s a glitch on WordPress right now.

I think a lot of my comments are getting the boot🥾–right into the old Spam bucket! I have commented on several posts, and they’re not showing up on my end.

Thanks! Wishing you all a good night 😴💤

Vacation/Alphabet Post Challenge 2019

Stu at Something to Stu Over has brought back the Alphabet Post Challenge.

This is how the challenge was born

👉 Read here ~Thanks Stu for tagging me in this fun Alphabet Post Challenge!😄🤗 May the Lord Bless you always!


~Vacation in Branson, Missouri– A beautiful angel at the Sight and Sound Theatre–one of my favorite sights there~

~Presleys Country Jubilee~ This was two or three years ago. Even though we were not Senior Citizens YET, my friend Sandra, and I were given the opportunity to go along for the ride with a group of Senior Citizens from another church.

OH MY GOODNESS Y’ALL!!! I can’t stress how wonderful it was to be surrounded by a great group of Seniors! They had us cracking up from day one with their jokes, and we had the best Charter Bus driver ever! He really took care of us!

*One of the guys in the group had found out Sandra was divorced and picked on her about coming on the trip looking for a Sugar Daddy! (Looking to marry an older rich man) The whole group picked back and forth with her, as she is very outgoing.

When we went to the Presley’s Music show, he decide to play a prank on her and went up and talked with some guys from the show and arranged for them to add a few lines to their comedy hour.

We were sitting in the audience that night, laughing and cluelessly having a good time in the Herkimer & Cecil Comedy Show. All of a sudden, during one of their comedy scenes, Herkimer looks out in the audience and says,”Hey Cecil is looking for a woman. Yeah! We heard that “Sandra M.—-” is looking for a Sugar Daddy.”

Before I realized what I was doing, I cackled out sooo loud!!! Sandra just sat with her beet-red cheeks and mouth open, frozen in her seat–too stunned to do anything else. The rest of our Senior group had all doubled over in their seats laughing so hard they could barely breath! I thought we were gonna have to get the oxygen tanks out to revive a couple of them! 😂 Good Times! 😂😂😂

~The Theatre~

Sight and Sound Theatre- Sandra on the right

Moses at the Sight and Sound Theatre

~The Lion and the Lamb~

~At a restaurant~

~Kringles Christmas Shop in the Grand Village~

~Riding along the highway~

~I would have loved to stay there!😇👀~

~A creek behind a seafood restaurant~

I found one pic of Mr. William on the charter bus in his wig and teeth! I couldn’t find the funnier one! This is blurry, sorry!


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Acknowledge the blogger that challenged you.

Display the challenge photo or create your own 🙂

Link back to this post so I can read yours.

Create one post or multiple posts, as I did, using a word that starts with each letter of the alphabet and share your thoughts on the word you chose and how it can be applied to our lives.

Be creative! Use words, pictures, gifs…whatever just have fun. 🙂

Nominate/tag as many bloggers as you would like to participate.

I nominate all of you my dear friends!😄🤗

Ode to the Fathers

Wishing a Happy Father’s Day to all you fathers out there! 🦸‍♂️ 👔 Enjoy your day!!!

 “It’s only when you grow up and step back from him – or leave him for your own home – it’s only then that you can measure his greatness and fully appreciate it” – Margaret Truman

USS St. Louis/Alphabet Post Challenge

Stu at Something to Stu Over has brought back the Alphabet Post Challenge.

This is how the challenge was born

👉 Read here ~Thanks Stu for tagging me in this Alphabet Post Challenge!😄🤗


~A Happy Father’s Day Tribute to my dear Dad~

Dad in the Navy above pic, Army below.

He became a Sargent in the Army. He was an Auto Mechanic and worked on the vehicles, according to my Aunt Ruthie.

My father’s brother on the left, cousin in the middle, and my father on the right.

~My father in his younger School Days~

~The only pic I have posing with my dad when I was little. My middle sis and little brother~

~High School Graduation, almost 2 1/2 years after Mom’s passing~

The only pic in his later years of us together that I can recall.


I hope I’m not violating any copyright rules sharing an article from The Washington Post, via the Internet. I’m taking a chance, because it’s Father’s Day weekend, and I wanted to honor my late father.

As I have shared in times past, my father never would talk about the war with us kids. What little we know came from my Aunt Ruthie, his sister, and my mother back when she was still with us.

My father had fibbed about his age, and at the tender age of 17, (almost 18) joined the Navy. He wanted to do his part in defending his beloved country. He transferred into the Army after Pearl Harbor. I don’t know how any of this came about. I have little to no details.

First, I want to say this post is in no way aimed at sparking any conflict from anyone on the other side of the US line of fire. We all have experienced loss in some form or other. This post’s purpose, however, is strictly aimed at honoring my father. Period.

I won’t include a pic of the ship, because there again, I do not know much about the copyrights concerning this. It can be googled. You will find images of this magnificent ship there.

The ship my father was stationed on was called the USS St. Louis, but later nicknamed the “Lucky Lou,” as you will see as to why, if you click on the link and read the very interesting details in this article.

The part I want to stress about this amazing story is how prayer can change any event! My father had gotten away from the Lord, and had joined the Navy. My Grandma who was a wonderful Christian woman, had been praying, as well as the church she attended, unified in praying for my father. They were in deep intercession for his safety, the ship and all those aboard the ship.

I stumbled upon this article, when researching the details and events surrounding my Dad’s part in being at Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941. What I found and read left me astounded and made me cry! And let me know that my Grandma’s prayers had been truly answered for her oldest son away at war that devastating day!

There were many surprising details surrounding this event, letting me know that God was in control of this ship! The fact that the ship’s automatic guns were inoperative during the attack was a major detail! They had no way of fighting their opponent back! The St. Louis was the “only” ship that was able to reach the open sea DURING the attack, while bombs were being dropped from the air!

Because they were trying to get away to the open seas, they were singled out for attack! The first torpedo exploded on the nearby coral reef, (lacking depth) instead of hitting the ship, which was the main target.

When the second torpedo was spotted coming their way, the ship was turned aggressively so that the torpedo was running parallel to the ship, instead of hitting it!Thousands of American lives were lost that day on other ships, but none on the “Lucky Lou!”

There were too many events in this story to call it mere coincidence! Luck had little to do with it–in my opinion–but prayer covered my dad and almost a thousand other lives on that ship! It was a complete miracle that happened that day! I’m so glad it did, or I and my siblings wouldn’t have later had the opportunity to be born!

Another extraordinary event that took place, against all odds, the ship was to be scrapped at the end of its life. But before this could happen, the ship sank on its own accord. I SAY those prayers that the ship would not be destroyed, was still covering that amazing ship. It went down in dignity and with honor!

In finding this detailed recollection of what happened on the ship my Dad was on at Pearl Harbor, it somehow gave me peace as to why my father never could talk to his children about this event. I have since learned he did discuss the war in his departing years with a few people. I’m glad he was finally able to do this, even if it wasn’t with us kids. I think maybe he was protecting us from the horrific details.

I’m sure he had opportunity to reunite with the survivors from the ship years later. And even a family member offered to pay his way to reunite one year with the veterans who had survived WWII, but he refused the offer. He wasn’t much for being put in the spotlight. And he didn’t like speaking publicly.

Happy Father’s Day weekend everyone!

Here’s the link to read the article:

The ‘Lucky’ Ship in Pearl Harbor – The Washington Post
— Read on www.washingtonpost.com/archive/local/1981/12/10/the-lucky-ship-in-pearl-harbor/fbbb7d0a-a399-4486-8edb-946d08656191/


Here are the guidelines:

Acknowledge the blogger that challenged you.

Display the challenge photo or create your own 🙂

Link back to this post so I can read yours.

Create one post or multiple posts, as I did, using a word that starts with each letter of the alphabet and share your thoughts on the word you chose and how it can be applied to our lives.

Be creative! Use words, pictures, gifs…whatever just have fun. 🙂

Nominate/tag as many bloggers as you would like to participate.

I nominate all, as usual!

June/Honor the Father Tag

Stu and Joshua have both separately nominated me in this amazing unique tag! So I have went back and edited this to include both names.

It’s always an honor to share with friends! God Bless you Brothers.

Stu, I know it’s hard to share our hearts when we have strained relationships, especially with parents. I’m sorry you have had to go through this! Prayers!

And Joshua, so glad you have a wonderful relationship with your father! That is a special blessing!

Here are the links to the original authors of this unique tag:  Dollfaced Writer and Purple Rose


A word From Dollface…

The Meaning of this Tag:

A father is someone who loves his child unconditionally, provides for them, protects them always, teaches them values, disciplines them fairly, and wants the best for them. For that, we should always, ALWAYS have respect for our fathers. They are created to bear the responsibility of caring for and protecting their families just as God calls them to do. Father’s Day is about reminding your father how much you appreciate him, but I hope this tag will perhaps remind you this month how blessed you are to have a father at all.

As I said before, this is a very hard day for me every year. My father and I have a very complex relationship. In fact, it is the polar opposite of my relationship with my mother. Growing up I felt abandoned, rejected, unloved, forgotten, and neglected because of his behavior that stemmed from alcoholism and what I believe could have been other mental health issues (don’t quote me, I’m not a doctor XD).

I will always love my father. He is a part of me, half of me to be exact. However, mustering the strength to honor or respect him at all has taken a long time to do. We talk sometimes over text, but not a lot. Some days he responds and I feel like we’re getting somewhere, then he vanishes like he always did. It has helped living a thousand miles away from him since finishing high school, but I have come to accept the pain I feel from my childhood will never go away. Recently, in the last week actually, he said something that has proven he’ll never change. I was trying to gain closure, but he continues to blame me for things that I may talk about in another post. Anyways, he may move on in his life, which is painful for me to watch, but that doesn’t change the past he continues to deny and blame me for.

If you have a similar situation, whether you have been abused, manipulated, abandoned, or rejected by your father (even someone else in your family), can I give you some advice that has helped me cope with such a toxic relationship?

You have a choice. You can walk away. You can block a number. You can say no. You can cut them off from your life. That doesn’t mean you don’t honor them, that just means you have enough respect for yourself to protect your heart and enough respect for them to love them at a safe distance. You can pray for someone every day and never talk to them again. Isn’t that better than subjecting yourself to more pain and building up further resentment that could become the poison of unforgiveness? I think so, because no one deserves to be abused in any way. You deserve love. If you don’t/didn’t receive that love from your father, always know you have a Father in Heaven who loves you more than your father ever could.

I hope you do have an awesome father though. If you do, give him a bear hug and be grateful to have the best protector you could have on this earth. If you don’t, pray for him, friend

–Doll Face


Here are the rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you to participate.

2. Use the original featured image.

3. Copy and paste the introduction and meaning of this tag at the beginning of your post, along with the links to both creators’ original posts. *This rule is very important.Please, please link this post and Purple Rose’s post so that as authors we may be alerted when a tag is published. It also gives us proper credit, which is much appreciated. Thank you ❤

4. Answer the questions.

5. Nominate one or more people to participate.

6. Enjoy the rest of your month!


Here are the questions for this month’s tag:

1. What is your relationship like with your biological father, if anything at all?

We weren’t extremely close, but we had a mutual, quiet understanding. We didn’t need words to enjoy our visits. He was a quiet-spoken person.

2. What is one thing you would change about your father if you could? What is one thing you wouldn’t change?

I would have liked to go back in time when he was a little boy and tried to let him know just how loved he was, and take some of the burdens off him for being the oldest child with lots of family responsibilities resting on his shoulders.

I would hope in doing this it may have changed how he was able to “show” his love for his kids better outwardly, while we were still younger. We knew he loved us but needed to hear it.

I would not change that he was a wise, quiet-spoken person, funny in a serious way, faithful to God, family and a great provider, and great money manager, strong-willed.. He worked sick or well. He was my hero, even with his flaws.

3. Who do you celebrate on Father’s Day (your father, step-father, grandfather, uncle, etc.)?

I honor those men in my life who have passed, by remembering their precious memories.

At the moment, I celebrate my husband on Father’s Day. And I pray that one day, God will truly change him. That’s why the song, Lead Me, by Sanctus Real always touches me and makes me cry.

4. What was the most valuable thing he taught you? To be faithful in all things, and to love God with all your heart!


5. What is one thing he does/did that you would never do? I think I need to answer it this way: I told my kids I loved them. I didn’t make them guess.

6. How do you honor him on Father’s Day?

I just remember those who passed, take my hubby out to eat, buy a Father’s Day card and buy something he has been wanting.

7. How has your relationship with him impacted the person/parent you are today?

I guess I get my cautious ways and keeping my life private from him. I am still working on this.

And the part about always finding someone just like your father, is sometimes true. I have always wound up with the ones who didn’t know how to show love in a healthy way. Even though my dad was good in every other area, this is the part that messed me up in my life.


This month I am tagging…



This is a friendly invitation to participate, with no obligations to do so! It’s nice to get to know my fellow blogger friends.