Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Hands of Hope
These pictures aren't just intriguing photos.
These cards are true gifts that give long, long after they given.
Read about the organization by clicking on the heading above. How did it get it's start? How many children are being helped?
Read about the difference you can make as you shop for Christmas gifts this year by clicking on the photos.
How far can your holiday dollars spread? I challenge you to consider sending some of them across the globe.
I take eggs and clean water for granted. How about you?