change is in the air – solsc#31

The month of March is a season of change. The old story about the lion and the lamb holds true. This is a change I am thankful for every time.

As I said before, change is hard. Something within us fights against it and tries to alter its course. You see that in nature as well. When change is meant to be, however, there’s nothing we can do to stop it. Thank goodness.

Spring skips down the hillsides and through the valleys, trailing birdsong and fresh scents in its wake.


The bright midday sun highlights the creepy, crawly, wiggly, squirming, constant change surrounding us.


Morning and evening glow with expectation and delight.


All around me I see evidence of the coming of spring, and warmer weather, and leafy green, and gentle sighs.

We welcome new life, and hopeful skies, and beckoning porches, and smiling faces.

Thank you, SPRING, for

       – smoothing out rough edges,

               – erasing bitterness,

                        – softening countenances, and

                                    – singing with joy.

a mixture – solsc#30

Life is a mixture.

↑  This weekend we celebrated the upcoming wedding of our son and his sweet fiancé with a group of special and dear friends. We had time with our future daughter-in-law’s family. We were thankful to see our son so very happy and content.

↓  One of the hostess couples could not be at the party because he had an arteriogram Friday and is having triple bypass surgery today. Although we know he has a strong heart (other than the blockages) and is healthy, we know he will have a tough recovery after this invasive surgery.

↑  On Sunday our granddaughter was baptized in a sweet service of commitment. We got to stand with our daughter and son-in-law as she was dedicated to God. Such an abundance of love all around.

↓  Today little Madison had her six month checkup. She is healthy, but those painful shots made her sad and sore. So heartbreaking to see her in pain.

↑  My aunt has come through knee replacement surgery extremely well  (at age 91!), but recently has lost all energy. A trip to the doctor today uncovered some confusion about the heart medications she was taking, and so now we are counting on her feeling much better soon!

I am thankful, during this Holy Week and always, to know that the God I love and serve is holding my hand – and those of my loved ones – along every path this life leads us through. He is there through the highs and lows, and is able to lead us through the valleys and into the Light.

former things



filled to overflowing – solcs#29

some days

there is too much living

to have time to write it all down


a party given by dear friends

for our son and his fiancé

time spent with the family

we will soon make our own


celebrating the baptism

of our first grandchild

and rejoicing in

His gifts to us all


the writing is a mere reflection

of the memories in my heart

and the joy deep in my soul

the music in me – solsc#28

the concert was entertaining

and energizing

the rhythm seeped into my bones

through the vibrations in the floor

even an old listener like me

couldn’t sit still

lights flashed and danced,

and images added their effects

stress fell away…

but the next morning came early

and the lack of enough sleep

dragged me through

the next day


I have the music in me

dismissed – solsc#27

Inspired by other writers’ posts, I am using this poem style I saw on other blogs:

Today… I was dismissed from the radiation oncologist’s care. I don’t need to return there anymore. Everything looks good and I am doing well.

Before that I had one month of healing from radiation treatments.

Before that … I went for a treatment every weekday for six weeks, for a total of 30 treatments.

Before that … the oncologist told me that follow up radiation is routine, and he prescribed that for me.

Before that … the after-surgery pathology results showed there was no cancer in the lymph nodes, indicating no need for chemotherapy.

Before that … I had lumpectomy surgery to remove the small spot.

Before that … at another meeting with the surgeon he told me my options and assured me that this was very treatable – just a “bump in the road.”

Before that … it was discovered that the spot was grade one (non aggressive) cancer.

Before that … I had a biopsy of the area in question.

Before that … I met with the surgeon (a neighbor and friend) who recommended doing a biopsy.

Before that … the radiologist saw something suspicious on my mammogram.

Before that … I had my yearly physical and routine annual mammogram.

Before that … I had no idea of what the next five months would hold.

From now on… I will ever be grateful that this was caught early and was treated successfully. And I will encourage others to have routine health screenings whenever they can.

I am feeling very blessed.

change is hard – solsc#26

When I was young

my dad always told me

that the only thing

you can be assured of in life

is that things will change.


He told me this

because I did not like change.

Change is hard.


The seasons are changing

from winter to spring.

There are all kinds

of spring signs

to behold and rejoice in –

flowers blooming,

birds building nests,

leaves emerging on trees and bushes,

and warmer air all around.

But change is hard.


Today winter is fighting back.

Our temperature has fallen

almost 30 degrees

since morning.

The wind is blowing

and the rain is falling.

Those signs of spring

aren’t so perky anymore.

They now know

that change is hard.


But change is a good thing.

Perhaps if it weren’t so difficult,

we wouldn’t realize its value.

So just as in nature,

people hang on

and ride it out,

knowing that what is to come

is better than what was behind.


Something worth waiting for,

even though change is hard.

low fat dessert – solsc#25

At book club the other night, our hostess served the most delicious chocolate cake with ooey gooey chocolate sauce and ice cream, too (of course!).

She explained how it came about – she had eaten at one of our downtown (expensive) restaurants and paid eight dollars for a decadent dessert. It reminded her of something her mother used to serve.

When she talked with her mom she described the tasty treat she had eaten and her mom gave her the old recipe that she had remembered.

And we book clubbers were the beneficiaries of this process. We all licked our lips and proclaimed how it was one of the best things we had tasted in a while. The amazing part is that the cake makes its own sauce when you bake it. It was new to everyone there.

Well, almost everyone. It was an old recipe I had as well. In fact I have two versions. One came to me in a wedding gift from my cousin – favorite recipes of hers in plastic sleeves, and organized by categories in a wooden file box. Yes, I use many recipes this box still, including ones I have added through the years.

The other copy was from a friend who served it one night. I had forgotten that I had it already, and when I asked for the recipe I received it in his beautiful script. Notice he called it a “lowfat dessert.” Don’t be fooled.

choc cake pudding

So I am thinking I MUST make it again soon. And I probably need to go through that box and find what other delicious foods are waiting for me there.

Here’s the complete recipe. The versions on the cards are different, but this is the one I have made, and will make again soon.

Chocolate Cake Pudding


¾ c. sugar; 1 c. flour; 2 T. cocoa; 3T. melted butter; ¼ t. salt; 2 t. baking powder; ½ c. milk; 1 t. vanilla

Sift sugar, flour, salt, baking powder, and cocoa into 9” square pan. Stir in milk, butter and vanilla.

Spread out in pan, mix topping and sprinkle over the top.


½ c. sugar; ½ c. brown sugar; ¼ c. cocoa

Pour 1¾ c. hot water over all, DO NOT MIX OR STIR. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes.

Serve warm with vanilla ice cream. Enjoy!