Day of Dread

»Posted by on Jan 5, 2017 in Family Treasures | 0 comments

  I hate this day. Every year it comes around. It’s inevitable. You can’t avoid it. Today is the day, and I hate it. Today, I must take down my Christmas tree and put away the holiday décor. As I sit here on my comfy leather sofa with my morning cup of coffee, the snow glistening white outside, the fire glowing; I know what must be done. Why then, is it so hard? My friends are gleefully posting on Facebook that they are so excited their house is back to normal with all the Santa figures and snow globes boxed up and safely stashed for the rest of the year. But me? I sit in silence dreading the moment that I touch the first ornament and put it away. Which will be first? Where do I start? Maybe it will be the “Baby’s First Christmas” ornament from 1985; the year our...

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To Blog or Not To Blog! That is a question?

»Posted by on Jan 21, 2016 in Heartfelt Treasures | 2 comments

  Today is a special day. I am celebrating the two-year anniversary of Connie’s Corner. It pretty-much snuck up on me, and seeing this milestone date pop up on my calendar caused me to pause and take a moment from my busy schedule to reflect a bit. Why did I start my Connie’s Corner blog website? What was I hoping to accomplish? Have I reached any of the writing and speaking goals that I set for myself two years ago when I when I started down this pathway? Have I improved my quality life and affected the life of those around me in some positive manner? These were all questions that have been churning around in my head all week as the anniversary date crept closer and closer. The easiest question to answer, is the why. Why did I decide to start a blog page?...

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Tuesday at Ten: Trust

»Posted by on Jan 18, 2016 in Heartfelt Treasures | 0 comments

In the words of Peter Pan, “All you need is Faith, Trust and a little Pixie Dust.” I would have to agree that statement. With these three most powerful words manifested in our life, we can conquer anything. Faith…for me personally, I can’t imagine my life without my faith. It’s what gets me up in the morning. It’s what sustains me through the good times, and the bad. It reminds me that I’m not alone in this crazy world, that there is someone who cares for me and loves me no matter what. Webster says that faith is complete trust and confidence in someone or something. It’s being willing to shout to the heavens, “I don’t know what’s happening or what will become of this situation, but I choose faith over fear. I choose!” I’ve had those kind of moments in my life...

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Tuesday @ Ten: Write

»Posted by on Oct 13, 2015 in Heartfelt Treasures | 0 comments

Writing is scary. Writing is exhilarating. Being a writer can be such a conundrum. While on one side you have all this fantastic creative work that is just jumping and bumping around in your head and screaming to get out….and then on the other side there is the fear of judgment and criticism once you put your words out there for the world to see and read. I love this quote about writing which summarizes some of my feelings about writing. “Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. … It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.”...

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Within Four Walls

»Posted by on Sep 9, 2015 in Heartfelt Treasures | 0 comments

Authors Note:  I was honored to participate in a blog writing group focused on  sharing about the lives of Women of the Bible.  Here is my contribution based on the story of Priscilla.  cn   Priscilla leaned back, stretched her arms and neck and then resumed the task of sewing on the tent corner laid across her lap. Push the needle through. Pull the thread up. The prickly black goat fur stabbed her fingers over and over again, but she kept going. She would not stop. She would not give up. The tent must be finished tonight. She pushed the needle back into the thick leather again as she glanced up. Across the room, her husband Aquila and their friend Paul were working on the final section for one of the tent walls. She could hear bits and pieces of their...

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Trip and Fall

»Posted by on Sep 8, 2015 in Heartfelt Treasures | 0 comments

I walked outside this morning, and tripped over fall. I wasn’t expecting it; no-way. Not at all. But there it was, on the ground by my feet. A pretty little leaf, quite golden and sweet. When did this happen? Who left fall there? I’m not done with summer, and times of fun without cares. Swimming, and hiking, and nights under the stars. Trips to the beach with us all in the car. I shook off the feel of the cool morning air, and continued my walk on down the stairs. Around the corner, I came to a halt. I’m not sure what to do, it’s really not my fault. For there it was again. I can’t be mistaken. Leaves on the ground, as if the trees had been shaken. Then as if by cue, the geese flew overhead. The sound of their cries filled me with dread. I knew it was over....

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