"Trick or Treat...."

I guess it's here...the weekend for little ghost and goblins to appear on our porches.
All decked out in their halloween best...
Ghostly shadows make them squeal with delight if someone hollers Boo!!!!
I remember the fun times I had dressing my own kids as scarecrows and ghosts..
Just using what we had around the house, we scrambled for flannel shirts and overalls,
And great big grocery sacks we saved to gather their treats in.

Sometimes it was too cold to go without coats, but even that didn't dampen their spirits.
Some years we had pretty weather so they could really strut their costumes.
Porch lites of friends and neighbors shining in the clear dark night.

And the elderly folks we would find...handing out cookies and popcorn balls..
made with tender loving hands...
Memories of  All Hallows Eve with my own kids...
We sure did have a lot of fun and laughter..
"Trick or Treat"
And then home to see what we have in the dark depths of the sack.
Their daddy would hover over them looking for...
 his favorite kind of candy as they emptied their sacks.

"Mama...Daddy...Look what I got."
"Goodies"

Hello again..

I thought I would bring you up to speed on Kim...

One of the cysts on her right side isn't round like the other ones...

It had another bump growing out of it that they were suspicious of.

The biopsy showed some pre-cancerous cells...

"It's not cancer yet, but it's going there...plus it would be a very aggresive kind"

Yikes!!!

She sees a surgeon Monday to schedule an appointment for surgery.

They think she will be just fine.

I've claimed it by faith that she will be, too.

These are the times that try women's souls...these are the times that women rise up

To defend their children. If satan thinks he's gonna win this fight???

Well, all I can say is "he better bring a lunch"

Cause God is bigger!!!

We are praying without ceasing..

here at the little house on Rt.3

xoxo

"Autumn glory"

Dark clouds are moving in..promising rain for tomorrow..
We had a rain/ hailstorm the other night.. the biggest hail I had ever seen.
Pounding on the house and trees, it took a lot of leaves and tiny acorns to the ground with it.
I was glad when it was over...some folks had golfball size. Boo!!
I didn't like it.

Breathtaking colors are everywhere you look.

It looks like God has made a new path for us...hidden roots and barbs in the way.
I should name this blog Briarcreek Cottage.

A new and treacherous way...
I have heard it said..."Nothing can ever be right with you...if anything is wrong with your kids."
Oh boy, how true is that.
So now we move on, and work to find our way to clear the path.
Trusting God to show us the way...always!

and that's how it is...
at the little cottage on Briar Creek.

glenda

"Soft light and Sunday morning"

Seems like lately I can't put two words together that make any sense...
I just want my old life back...and that can never be.
Nostalgia constantly woo's me...
back to the good old days.
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Time marches on...
Where does time go....
Perhaps it comes back to us as sweet memories.
Memories of Mom & Dad...and Granny...the kids when they were little.

The old days are gone now...somebody once said..
"If we only think of the days we have left...we'll never live them."
Pretty wise thinking.

I'm trying to hold it all together...see the beauty of each day...
and find a way to make it something special
for him.

Life is a beautiful thing, sometimes just an afternoon nap in a comfy old chair is beautiful.
An hour or two when I don't have to think..

I'm so glad we have Jesus, the light of the world...
to lean on.
Cast your cares on the Lord...and He will sustain you.

blessings,
glenda

"Fading"

Did you know you could breathe and do laundry and cook and wash dishes...
...when your heart is slowly breaking....
What can we do when our lives are slowly fading away to that other world...
Once bright and beautiful lives were full of laughter and fun...
Everything was lovely when we wore the summer time leaves on our heads like garlands...
Our steps were swift and lively, anything and everything was possible then.
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Sitting here in my chair, I can hear my love softly sleeping on the couch.
I think the doctors don't know what to do with him now...
Too many things happening in his body...
So you sit and wait for them to call...and order more tests...tests...tests.!

Hope
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yes....absolutely yes.