#ProjectZen #Day1 #GratitudeProject My very first entry in my gratitude project blog will be about my parents. My mother was from Germany. My father grew up on a family farm in Michigan. They met in Germany after WW II, and got married in Schwabisch Hall in 1949. Five boys came before I was in the…
Thank you for sharing your beautiful life with us sweet girl. SASHA APPLEBY 1/19/2006 – 6/29/2016 Loved every single second of her beautiful life. It eventually gets to a point where the tears running down your face feel like acid sloughing off your skin…..and the pain in your chest becomes a desperately aching void…..and you…
Earlier this week, my brother Bernie was seriously injured in a farming accident. The radiator on the tractor he had been cultivating with, exploded. He received 2nd and 3rd degree burns on his face, arms, back and chest. By the grace of God there were no inhalation burns and his eyesight was spared. After a…
My dad. Born in 1923. Born in Bear Lake, still lives in Bear Lake. Grew up in incredible poverty, on a farm, part of a big family. Worked that farm swinging a plow behind a pair of Percherons (there’s not a lot of people alive who have actually done this anymore) Got his nickname “Bud”…
On Friday night February 12, 2016, a horrifying murder took place in Plymouth, Minnesota. Shortly after 9:00 PM, Trisha Nelson either jumped out or was pushed out of the SUV she was riding in. Trisha ran out into the intersection of Northwest Boulevard and Rockford Road, desperately seeking assistance and escape. Corey chased Trisha down…
On the eve of my 25th wedding anniversary, I’m sitting out here on the couch watching a Hallmark movie, and puttering on my laptop, which is always on the coffee table. Don is sleeping right now. He has to get up soon to work an extra shift today. He works at Fedex, and Thanksgiving to…
For the first 17 years of our marriage, we tried desperately to have children. We wanted nothing more than to raise a family of our own. I lost two pregnancies, and gave up. Instead…He sent me Will, Toby and Andy in March of 2000. Helpless day old kittens that someone had thrown in the trash…
The author expresses profound gratitude for her husband, Don, as they near 25 years of marriage. Despite challenges, including her illness and personal losses, Don remains steadfast and supportive, working tirelessly to care for their home and pets. Their relationship, while imperfect, is rooted in love, respect, and resilience.
I want to share a story with you. It’s a little bit strange, and a whole lot of wonderful. It’s something that happened to us. Something that restored a bit of hope for us, that we’re not invisible, and that we matter. Toward the end of 2012, between Thanksgiving and Christmas, some exterior under-ground piping…
Friday 12-14-12 started as any other day Dressing for school, hurried breakfasts, hugs, little ones at play Dedicated, loving teachers there in the morning As dedicated, loving parents hand-off their living treasures Little beating hearts and chubby hands Giggles and greetings, crayons and colored clay Chaos and unspeakable violence breached the walls Of an institution…