Today is Veteran's Day and we remember those who serve and protect us and many who gave life and limb for us. I just love them. Man, when I run into these guys at the store I usually make a beeline for them to thank them for their service. When my daughters were little girls they each made little red construction paper booklets and they decorated them with patriotic stickers and such. When we'd go to any patriotic ceremony we would receive autographs from our vets. I just love'm.
Here is a post of Marianna and I in action at the grocery more then several years ago:
World War II Hero at Our Grocery
This is Lea's trip to Hawaii for the Pearl Harbor anniversary:
Pearl Harbor Survivors with our Oldest Daughter
This is more of Lea's trip with 'Uncle Bob'. He was honored by President Trump not long ago. Lea still talks to him on the phone...What a sweetheart! Talk about a good attitude! Uncle Bob has it, you will see him giving Lea dancing lessons!:
More Pearl Harbor Survivors with Lea, Greatest Generation
My mom and dad probably around 1954 or so. I miss my daddy this time of year... and I miss my most precious stepdad, Al who received the Purple Heart and never even spoke of it.
A photo I found of my dad at Gulfport Military Academy as I was cleaning my home studio here, and found this on the floor of all places. (This is what clutter does, it edges out what is important and things we cherish on the floor in one way or the other.) Clutter is an enemy.
Dad (left) was a Captain and was so very handsome I think.
Jem and I love going to the WWII museums. We've gone to the one in New Orleans and now several times to the Pacific War Museum in Fredericksburg, Texas. I highly recommend! The Pacific War Museum is a wonderful value by the way. Just loads of things to see, learn, listen to those old voices...Tremendous museum!
Well, I'm doing pretty good. How about you dear readers? Yesterday when we were at the Walmart in Farmtown I was so blessed to talk with two separate ladies in the Christmas department.
- Robert Stock
Both of them were so eager to share and talk. The first lady knocked the entire front of her buggy into the aisle cap and apologized. I told her no worries, we all do it! (it's true!) Haha! She tells me she has a lot on her mind. I told her I understand, me too. It's a lot to pray about isn't it? I later saw her again on another Christmas aisle and she started the conversation and we discussed Christmas bulbs and which ones she should get. Then there was another lady who came up looking for Minnie mouse ornaments because her daughter was able to have a baby after years of disappointments so the little toddler girl will be celebrated by a pink Minnie mouse theme this year. I noticed the lady had a long cross around her neck. We just hit it off...I told her maybe find some wrapping paper and cut the pictures of Minnie and glue them on cardboard and decorate...She tells me of ornaments she would make from the past...We end with a heartfelt and eyeball to eyeball God bless you.
You may say, Well, I'm an introvert. Well, this may shock you but I have introvert tendencies but you cannot tell it when I'm visiting with someone I'm enjoying conversation with. My personality initials are INFP if that tells you anything. I do love people and I just want to smile and be Jesus to them by action. People just aren't like that anymore it seems but I want to be that way to others and it's great! It's no scary commitment, except for privately praying for that person and hopefully them for me, it's like being an anesthesiologist, you deal with people in pain many times and give them a shot of goodness with a big toothy grin but then you move on to others and maybe, just maybe you'll see those folks again on another day!
Well, it's time for me to sign off. I'm trying desperately to get my home studio in order. Oh my goodness, you just cannot imagine what I'm finding in there....After years of homeschooling and such, the room became a catch-all for everyone. I'm finding all kinds of things plus sewing projects, paints, brushes, drawings, old, old photographs, books and more books. I cannot tell you how many times I've stood there in the past few days, wide-eyed and said outloud...Oh my gosh!
(No offense to Marie Kondo, I just thought this was really, really funny!)
Last but definitely not least, here's some of that old music greatness... Many of these old songs were actually written for the WWII generation as they hoped and prayed and prayed and hoped as a nation for our young men.
Getting ready for some thanksgiving menu plans too. And you?
Thanking God for our Veterans, past and present!
Signing off from The Forest Cathedral. Good afternoon, Loves, ~Amelia