Dusty Roads to the Heart

The sun was shining in the dark blue Kansas skies. The day was a calm, beautiful 56 degrees. A flock of geese flew over head making their way south. A cow mooed off in the distance. All was still. All that was left of four beautiful days were the memories. The little ghosts dancing and talking all around us. "Good bye Grandpa"  "Come give Grandma a hug."  "Where is K. Grandpa?"  "We have to go now kids."   "Did you go to the bathroom?"   "Go in and take one more look around to make sure you have everything."  "Can we take a little bag of Lucky Charms for a snack Grandma?"  All these little commands were sounding around me as I stood there watching our six little people be loaded into the cars.  One was going east, and the other heading west. Leaving Grandpa and me here on the farm alone once more. As we stood together there on the porch, first the white car backed up and pulled slowly out of the drive way, little...

Sometimes it can take years to find real happiness within yourself. Sometimes it takes some hard blows to find pure happiness. Sometimes it takes walking beside someone to teach you the meaning of the words you speck. Sometimes it takes sharing in someone else's heartbreak, to teach you that silence and a arm around the shoulder, is the best thing. It is the heart felt happiness. It is the happiness that fills the soul and reaches on and on and on. It is the pure happiness that comes to help you with the experiences that life throws at you. We can be happy. But I have learned through life's experiences, what really gives me true happiness.  The other day my daughter gave me some words of wisdom. She said to me; "Mom you have to learn that you can't depend on someone else for happiness, you have to find it within yourself. Until then you will never know true happiness." A year ago last November, I walked into a small nursing home room of a dear gray haired ma...

A hot bubbly bath. The lights low. Soft music. All the days cares drift out of your mind, your heart, and in their place starts to bud the beginning of a new post for my blog. Thoughts start to grow deep in my heart, so I sit at my computer and share them with you. My mind can create many different types of thoughts. Then those thoughts affect my heart. I compare them with the weather sometimes. Have you ever noticed how the weather can be one extreme and then change to the opposite in the same day? Let me give you some examples. It is a hot, muggy early July day on the farm. The sun is beating down. Not a leaf is moving on the trees. It is so muggy, a person can hardly breath. Sweat drips from your forehead and it runs like a river down your back. In the late afternoon you notice a cloud in the southwest. It lays low on the horizon. The trees still stand quiet, and still. There is an eerie feeling in the air. It feels like the day is holding its breath, as that cloud starts to c...