Dusty Roads to the Heart

Our bodies are made so magnificent. It is beyond words how each part works together, allowing us to laugh, cry, love, feel, smell and enjoy this wonderful world of beauty. I don't know about the rest of you, but my little mind is very busy! Every minute it is thinking. It goes here and it goes there, trying to find thoughts to run through my being. I was told to set my timer for 30 seconds and see if I could stop thinking. Guess what? I couldn't!! My mind just kept on going, and going.  In my case, a lot of times these things are negative, things that make me worry. Things that look so big and ugly. Things that can scare me.  There are so many things happening around us these days. Bad things. Shootings, hurricanes, wild fires, earthquakes, wars, sad experiences that happen right in our own life.  So many bad things that could overtake my whole being. Yes, my little mind is a busy little fellow. But you know what? Deep inside of me lays another little being. I like to thi

Yesterday an outstanding woman touched my heart and showed me the true treasure of living. When I walked into the hospital yesterday afternoon to take my place as escort, one of my co-workers got up and walked to me. She put her arms around me and gave me a hug and said, "How is you Hospice patient doing?" I answered her that we are doing well.  She held me away from her and said, "You know the hospital is full of sick people. I'm going to a funeral of a loved one this afternoon. There is no end to the compassion this old world needs, is there? I'm going to do some visiting before I leave here." I took her place at the information desk and she got her purse and headed toward the elevators. I know that she hadn't ate since at least 7:30 that morning, because she had to be at work by 8:00.  It was close to 2:00 then I saw her come from the elevator and head down the stairs to the cafeteria, to get some lunch. She wasn't concerned about herself. S

The clock alarm went off where it sat at the side of our bed. It was 7:00 Monday morning. Today we would be leaving beautiful Alaska and flying home. I rolled out of bed and started to pull the sheets off, rolled them up, and gave them a toss, landing them in the corner. Slowly I walked to the closet and after wipping the stray hair back from my face, I started to lay all our cloths out on the bed. "Well guess all good things come to a end. Right?" Stan said sitting on the edge of the bed. "Yep that's what they say. But I'm ready to go home. It's been a wonderful vacation but I'm a bit homesick. It's ok." After a breakfast of cooked oatmeal, eggs and bacon, we put our backpacks in the trunk of our rental car and drove to the edge of town. One more hike. One more strainious hike. We were going to hike to the top of Flattop Mountain. Carolyn drove up the mountain for about two miles and pulled into the parking lot at the bottom of a tall

Carolyn, the boys and Stan stood on the upper deck of our tour boat, leaning on the rail, watching as a darling little otter swam lazily around among the other boats anchored there at the dock. He was just swimming there on his back, enjoying all the treats he was getting. He loved the attention. He was being spoiled rotten and loved every second. We were in the town of Seward, Alaska, about two hours from Anchorage. We were about to leave on a six hour tour of the mysterious world called the ocean. You know we as humans can walk, explore and stand in awe, at what we see around us.  But not many of us have the privilege of traveling under the great deep waters of the oceans. We didn't get to go down but we did spend a wonderful six hours out in the open waters and became a bit more acquainted with the life out there. So hop aboard with us as we take you on this mysterious, magnificent voyage of the underneath world. After warning everyone about motion sickness, the captain gu

Mt Denali reaches high into the skies of Alaska. Its snow covered pecks sat way above the cloud cover that threatened our flight that day. Just as we were about to be forced to take the third flight down from the one we had planned, they came in and said they were going up on the second flight down. The cloud cover wasn't as bad as expected and it was lifting. So we were going, ready or not! This company is located two and a half hours north of Anchorage. It is a large business with many different twin engine and single engine planes. They give four different tours of Mt Denali. The one we were shooting for would take us to the very top of the mountain, 30,000 feet. On the last half hour we would be required to wear oxygen masks. How exciting is that? Smile. When we got there we were told that they were in question if our flight would be going because of cloud cover, but we were to come back a half hour before the scheduled time and they would have the final word. At that time

I have been asked to share our Alaskan trip with my blogger friends. I feel privileged to do that, so I will try my hardest to help you feel and see some of the outstanding sights and experiences we saw. So set back and enjoy. We rented a small basement apartment on the edge of Anchorage. It was above ground with large windows so it was bright and cheery. It had two bedrooms, a kitchen, living room, laundry, and bath so we came home every night to a very comfortable home away from home. Not far from our little home was the shoreline biking/hiking trail. The lady of the home had two bikes in the garage and told us to use them anytime. Once Stan and I took them out on the trail and we weren't sorry. It was a bright, warm, sunny morning and we peddled down through a tree lined trail, across a wooden bridge and out into the open. The trees followed us to our left, but out to the right the ocean opened up into a glittering open beauty. The water was a dark blue, and it went on for e