Opening the small paper held together with Elmers glue she found the words, You Are My Valentine signed with XOXOXO, Mom. This was only the beginning of many encouraging notes and cards she would receive from her mother, up until she turned 39…
Author: Julie Mahan
I am a Midwest girl in a Southern world, notice the funny accent. Patio dweller, police/military wife, mother, grandma and daughter of the King. Using my gift of story telling and light-hearted humor to inspire women through their hurts, habits and hang-ups.
I Don’t Love You, but Jesus Does
It seems only fitting to write a little something on the “love” subject since it is close to Valentine’s Day. However, you’ll find this might not be the typical musings found printed around this trendy holiday. My thoughts and prayers,…
You Have My Permission
On a warm sunny afternoon (even in the winter), if you’ll look over my privacy fence you just might see me ____? So now, I know you’ll be talking about me behind my back. I’ve just given you a lil…
Finger and Toe Lessons
Admiring my fresh mani/pedi with bright colors against my tan skin, It isn’t anything for me to gaze at my hands, nails and toes a dozen times a day in admiration. Call me strange, call me vain….both would be true.…
Are You Available?
Sitting quietly at my desk, I could hear the tweets outside chirping a lovely tune. Their melody soft and sweet moved through the edges of the closed window. Opening my spirit and leading me into a gentle conversation with the…
Are You Fond of Your Fodder?
At our house each morning we rise before the sun. This does not necessarily mean that I am a morning person, and well Hubs bless him isn’t a morning, afternoon or evening person! Something we both love and agree on…
Calendars, Clocks and Craziness
I can hardly type a thing. I actually have closed my eyes and am literally typing this while things behind me are going bang and crash. Next to my desk is a full length mirror and I slightly squeeze open…
Standing Under the Spigot
Right now, I’m thinking of my spring and summer garden. I am hopeful there will be an abundance of blooms to feast my eyes on. A path of stones to walk through my garden as it will take up most…