The last week of April is one of my favorite weeks of the year for at least two reasons – it is the week of my late, maternal Grandmom Margie’s birthday – and it is the week tulips are in full bloom in my yard. I am not sure Grandmom Margie ever planted a tulip garden, but she did plant this poem in my mind years ago,
“Tulips in the garden. Tulips in the park. No tulips are sweeter, than two lips…
The last week of April is one of my favorite weeks of the year for at least two reasons—it is the week of Grandmom Margie’s, my maternal grandmother, birthday, who is in heaven, and it is the week tulips are in full bloom in my yard. I am not sure Grandmom Margie ever planted a tulip garden but she did plant this poem in my mind years ago—
“Tulips in the garden. Tulips in the park. No tulips are sweeter,…
When you feel burdened down, discouraged, weary, or heavy-hearted, where do you turn? Do you turn to someone, something, or some type of distraction or escapism? We all have times when we believe we cannot handle too much more, or any more.
I realized earlier this week, my burdens run the gamut…
“Tulips in the garden. Tulips in the park. No tulips are sweeter than two lips in the dark.”
Today is Grandmom Margie birthday and she would have been 121 years old had she not passed away in her 92nd year of life. Grandmom Margie was born in 1900 and was one of 16 children. As a young girl she walked the “Sawdust Trail”…