I’ve never written a blog post as a 50-year old woman before, so this is something new for me. I can’t really say that I feel much different except for the fact that I spotted two gray hairs this morning that I wasn’t even looking for. Don’t you think those hairs could have at least had the decency to hide out somewhere until tomorrow so…

I will spend my final day of being forty-nine in a sad and poignant way. In one hour, I will stand on the platform of our church sanctuary. I will sing Amazing Grace. I will sing to a crowd of weeping, mourning people. I will sing over the casket of a woman whose death from a heart attack came just a couple hours after the unexpected…

Before I post our last round of Readers’ Pictures I want to say thanks to everyone who commented on Sunday’s Birthday Bash.  Your sweet words and happy comments made me feel downright cheery! Also, I want to mention that if you’ve ever wondered how to get a picture of yourself next to your comment, you can do it very easily be creating a quick account…

I am a quiet, behind-the-scenes person who does not suffer spotlights gladly and does not really love parties, especially if I have to be the focus of attention.  So when Steve sat me down two weeks ago and asked what I would like to do for my 50th birthday,  I was ready with a stunning plan.  “Well, we could just order in a pizza and…