As a counselor, I learned about boundaries. They were tools to be used when people get hurt. You are supposed to teach your counselees to set boundaries or fences so that hurtful people are not allowed to continue hurting them. For instance, if a particular aunt continually says hurtful things to you, continues to bring…Read more Boundaries and the First 15
We lived in Monroeton, a tiny town in Bradford County, when I was a little girl. My mom ran a restaurant on the main street and though truckers might eat their lunch or supper down the road, they always stopped at mom’s for pie. Or so I was told. I think I was about three…Read more What shall I give Him?
Sunday morning we headed out on a familiar path up Route 6 through Tunkhannock, Laceyville, Meshoppen, and Wyalusing to Wysox where we made a right turn. To those who know well the area, that sharp right turn was in front of the old Poillet mansion and will lead you through Rome and on to Nichols.…Read more Muscle Memory and Road Trips
It is Monday afternoon. Can it be that only thirty hours ago life turned upside down? My brother, his wife, daughter and her husband had taken refuge in Tennessee, where my sister-in-law, Joyce had grown up, from the hurricane aimed at their home in Florida. But it was in Tennessee that God took Joyce…Read more I Never Expected This!