I opened my blog today after ignoring it for quite some time. As you well know we've been in a pandemic situation for the last year. This post was written and awaiting publishing just about the time the world freaked out. I was preparing to look 50 in the face boldly and instead got smacked upside … Continue reading As I Looked 50 Boldly in the Face the World Stopped
I wrote a guest post for jeffspeakstolife.org
A time to kill,
And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
And a time to build up;
I am Stephanie (Nonie) from nonietalks.com. I was asked to take this verse and write a guest post for Jeff’s look into Ecclesiastes 3.
It would be easy enough to draw from the literal; for example, ‘a time to kill’ would be to perhaps kill an animal for food, or an invader for protection. ‘A time to heal’ would be to take care of one while they are sick. ‘A time to break down” could be something as simple as cleaning up after a party. And ‘a time to build up” could literally be the preparing, repairing, and/or building of nearly anything like a bicycle or a house.
I do not want to just take the literal interpretation of this scripture and break it down into the obvious…
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That's it. That is my motto right now. It's not easy, but it's a life saver. A few months ago I woke up to the reality that my attitude was making life harder than it had to be. I was speaking so much shit and shit is what I was getting back. I know that … Continue reading Be The Sunshine
Zara. That's her name. She was born on my birthday in June. She and I share a middle name which was also my grandmother's middle name. She is my sixth grandbaby and one of only two girls. I am terribly thankful that both of my daughters now have the privilege of raising their own daughter. … Continue reading And Then There Were Six.
Have you ever had a package get lost? I have. Today. My package was not on my front porch, even though UPS and Amazon said it was. I got frustrated and I felt a little crazy. I looked everywhere they've ever left a package. Nothing. I called 1-800-PICK-UPS. I had to talk to a faux … Continue reading The Lost Package of Maturity
I recently realized that my eating habits range from "Feast, for tomorrow we die." and "We have 2 cans of green beans and a can of fruit cocktail since the zombie apocalypse happened; maybe it's time to scout for supplies.".
Here I am once again, jury duty. This is the 3rd time in 4 years that I've been called. In the 20+ years I've lived in this county, I've been called 4 times total. Other people I know in this same county have never been called even though they may have lived here even longer. … Continue reading Jury Duty
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It is time to talk about it.
It is time to talk about it.
As far as first impressions go, I am as square as they get. I am a stay at home mom, a wife, a virgin when I got married, never done any drugs, grew up in church, and daughter of a minister. I was even a licensed minister myself for a time.
I am a feminist.
Wait what? ^^^ If you got stuck there, we need to talk.
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I wake up every morning and see if you are near. Sometimes it’s way too early and I know you won’t appear. I anxiously await you to brighten up the gray. Sometimes just your presence ge… Source: Ode to the Sun