I remember when my father passed away in 1999. He was a WWII Veteran. They paid tribute to him by presenting a 21-gun salute and playing taps at his funeral. It was a moving ceremony for my sister and me. I know he would have been honored.
Hi everyone — here’s another quick note letting you know I’m honored to be Diana Jackson’s guest for a second time over at “Selections of Reflections” with the following story.
I hope you’ll go on over, leave a comment and share the love.
Pat at the ol’ kitchen table
I love this time of year with the jingle bells and corny holiday movies. Christmas will soon be here and I feel that sweet, sweet pureness of spirit.
It’s quiet these days in the old homestead with just hubby and I.
Our daughters are now grown and married with families of their own. We are looking forward to seeing them over the holidays but it’s different these days ― not the same as when they were small children bouncing through the house. Continue reading
All across our land, friends and family will be gathering to share love and . . . be thankful. It’s the day when we celebrate Thanksgiving in the U.S.
We travel far and wide to see family, go back home or visit old friends. It rekindles our spirit to reunite and break bread together remembering those no longer with us and celebrate what we’ve done. Continue reading
I’ve been meaning to occasionally repost a popular post from my old blogger site in my archives and when I saw Joanne’s post today called “Guardian Angels”, I decided to go for it. I hope you enjoy it.
It’s a story I wrote back in December 2007 remembering when we had an encounter with my daughter’s guardian angel. I’ve changed the angel photo and made a few edits.
Here it is: Continue reading