Letting go of a beloved job is hard
I never expected that leaving my position as a parliamentarian’s constituency assistant, which I’ve loved for over eleven years, would feel more like severing a limb than embracing freedom.
I never expected that leaving my position as a parliamentarian’s constituency assistant, which I’ve loved for over eleven years, would feel more like severing a limb than embracing freedom.
These are excellent times to prove the truth of God-inspired words of scripture. Ancient words promising that even in hard times, following Christ brings serenity, peace and joy. I miss talking about this with my Bible study friends. Most of us were working women, grabbing a warm island of companionship …
We’re getting to know our new city, the Preacher and I. Every community has its own uniqueness, as individual and identifiable as a human thumbprint. Pleasant summer days find us exploring, sometimes together, sometimes on our own. I walk or bike, while Rick rides his tall scooter. The dog follows …
Whatever the circumstances, sings Canadian musician Big Dave McLean, in his gravelly, Louis Armstrong-ish voice, “there will always be a change.” A friend didn’t expect her perfect grandchild to be stillborn. An acquaintance didn’t realize that following her simple biopsy procedure, she’d get a call to go directly to emergency. …
Christmas carries on at our home, as we consider the gift of still-fresh memories of the past year and the promises of the next. “Hon, if you had to wrap 2019 up in a few words or a sentence, how would you do that?” I asked on Christmas Day. …
Backpack-wearing students once again stroll the streets to their bus stops or classrooms. School buses roll the highways. Once more I walk alongside golden fields and amongst trees blushing red and gold; friend, grandchild or dog keeping pace. I love nearly everything about September. Always have. It tickles the senses. …
My spring drive kicked in as sure as any creature’s migration instinct. I felt a fierce compulsion to turn over ground. To dig up winterkill, prune raspberries, plant seedlings, divide perennials and prepare for new life. Foiled by cold weather, I put that energy to use in our bedroom. In …