End of the Day…

At the end of the day, when we’re slipping away, I wonder if we’ll wonder what we did today. My daddy always asked, did you leave it better than you found it? When I’m hurtling to my death, I’ll wonder that. Did I leave this earth better than I found it? If we all leave this earth better than when we found it, this world would be a lovely place. What am I doing right now to leave the world better than I found it? What did I do today? We all know that the sum of our days equals … Continue reading End of the Day…

Why I Made a Mess

When I was a little girl, about 8 or so, I really wanted an American Girl doll, Kirsten. I carried around the magazine for months, open to the Kirsten page, where it showed a full layout of the doll.  I liked her dress, I wanted one like it, and I liked her little bonnet. I thought she would be so fun to play with. My parents eventually got her for me. When I first got the box, she was perfect, just like the magazine. My mother encouraged me to keep her hair in braids, because if I took it out, … Continue reading Why I Made a Mess