Good Friday

Good Friday - An Old Rugged Cross

When I was a kid, I took piano lessons in school, even though I didn’t have a piano at home.  You can imagine how great my practice sessions were without a piano. One Christmas, I somehow talked my grandparents into buying an electric piano for me to practice on. Don’t you just love how grandparents are so much more easily swayed than parents? Parents start

Walking in The Rain

When Going Means Walking in The Rain - a faith story

This story first appeared one year and one day ago on Flower Patch FarmGirl’s blog, one of my very favorite blogs.   I was her guest and I wrote my story in a tone that would fit the style of her blog.  So while it may not sound like me writing, it most certainly is me – pinky promise.  I came across it the other

How I Nearly Killed A Missionary

God's Got My Bakc - The Story about How I Almost Killed a Missionary

Did I ever tell you about the time I poisoned a missionary? No? Funny how some things just slip my mind. Till this day, I don’t feel bad about it.  He was pretty merciless with me.  Picked on me constantly, even though he and his sweet family were staying in our house, the Maine house. If you think I’m bad in the kitchen now, friends,

Give with Abandon

Give with abandon from a heart filled with thanks @thedomesticfringe.com. Find out how you can change your world.

I’m one of those people who plow through life stuck in my own little world.  Without a doubt, there will be one who says it’s not true, it can’t be.  Sadly it is.  Each day I walk by people I never see. Too often I’m consumed with the thirty things going on in my head.  I’m one of those people who cannot turn their brain

Once Portugal Bound, Now America Bound

Michael & Nina Andrzejewski

I am 50% Portuguese, the child of a Portugal born truck driver.  My dad came to America when he was a teenager, old enough to retain an accent and thoroughly confuse American sayings.  On occasion he’d slip from English into Portuguese all in the same sentence, Ricky Riccardo style. He drove a milk truck and a limousine.  I truly am the milkman’s daughter.  This had serious benefits for me