I have a new best friend. Dan.
We’ve ridden mountain roads on a motorcycle and let our hair fly loose in a Jeep Wrangler. We’ve shared meals and Sudoku puzzles and volunteer experiences. We’ve planted flowers and veggies together. We’ve hiked and kayaked.
You think your kids are destructive, wait until you meet these boys—my two teenaged grandsons, dismantling and kicking things down.
C.S. Lewis wrote:
Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.
My friend Jackie has the extraordinary destiny of understanding the hurting heart of a mom who has lost a child, of the woman who can’t carry a baby to full term.
In addition to playing outdoors, my fiancé Dan and I have spent these past several weeks getting some things done around his place. Thank you, COVID-19.
One of the tasks checked off our to-do list was mending a pole fence. Fifty new poles. And that’s just the front yard.
“It’s only about eight miles around,” Dan said.
“Lets do it,” I responded with enthusiasm, fully trusting my fiancé.
There’s an article posted to a sales strategy website titled “Burn Your Ships: A History Lesson About How to Be a Great Leader.”
The piece drew flack from its readers.
“Have you heard of this?” my daughter asked. The link was to the 52 Hike Challenge. According to their website, it’s a movement to get people outdoors. (Not sure if that was an intended pun. Movement, get it?).
Peter Howe, a British Empire Medal recipient and retired police officer, has re-furbished more than 750 bikes that have gone to people in need.
Personally speaking, the benefits and the satisfaction come from the fact that I am doing something for someone else. — Peter
It took a while after stepping into widowhood to begin thinking about dating and possibly remarriage.
Being an obsessive list-maker, I drafted an inventory of what was important to me: A man who is family oriented, active outdoors, someone who is making a difference in the lives of others.
My Walking for Wellness crew—because of self-quarantined living—set up a text group. Which means my phone pings frequently. Smile.
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