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Saturday, September 6, 2014

It's never too late to turn your life around

This week I had the pleasure of interviewing a 77-year-old man who proves that it's never too late to turn your life around.

I want to share his story with you because I think others might benefit from his experience.

Leroy admits he was always shy, too shy to talk around strangers and too fearful of trying anything new.

But that was OK, he says, because he was married to the world's greatest woman. "We were married 46 years, and I can honestly say she grew more loving with every passing year," he said.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

While I was listening to a recent Chuck Swindoll "Insight for Living" radio broadcast, he cited a statistic about what we call "domestic violence."

Two million cases of reported domestic violence involve some kind of weapon, he said.

At first I thought that sounded a little high until I thought about what we see each week in the police log. On the same day as Swindoll's broadcast, the police log in our local paper carried a story of two cases of family violence.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Neel Kashkari made news last month when he wrote in The Wall Street Journal about "going homeless" to learn how the homeless live.

Robert Friend doesn't have to read about the homeless to know how they live. Until four months ago, he was homeless for more than a decade.

It was the faith and perseverance of his sister, Jeanne, that changed his life and gave him the chance to enjoy the everyday niceties we take for granted.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Here I am sitting outside on our lanai during nature's light show. Most people call it lightning.

Our lanai is covered so I can sit outdoors during most storms. Florida is the lightning capital of the world, and tonight it is claiming that distinction with a vengeance.

There is so much lightning that it lights up the night sky like one of those continuous light shows at a big mall. Of course that means constant thunder, too.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

A long time ago I signed up for a painting class after the instructor promised me she could teach anyone to paint.

In school, I was never good at art and can't even draw a good circle. The instructor said it didn't matter. She said we would learn painting by doing oils because oils were forgiving.

For our painting class, the instructor placed a vase and still life scene on the table, telling us to paint it.

When my vase was so lopsided it was hard to tell if it was round or square, she said it was no problem. Just use my brush to make the other side round.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

When my husband reads something he finds interesting in the newspaper, he often reads part of a story aloud to share it with me.

He recently shared a survey that tested people of all ages for their risk tolerance or risk avoidance.

The conclusion: the younger you are, the more willing you are to take risks.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

I've been spending the past week cleaning out closets, organizing drawers and finally putting some order to all my clothes.

Normally, I would feel virtuous with all that effort.

Instead, I feel ashamed.

As I pack up boxes of clothes for Goodwill and stacks of "good clothes" I'm passing along to a favorite friend, one thing becomes very clear: I have way too many clothes.

Even with all the boxes of clothes I'm giving away, it doesn't put a significant dent in what I have stuffed in three closets.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

By PATTIE MIHALIK

newsgirl@comcast.net

Sitting in my husband's yard is a new, sleek kayak.

Well, it's not exactly new. I bought it for his birthday a full year ago.

One of the reasons why David and I were attracted to each other is because we are both passionate about kayaking. We go as often as we can.

For his birthday, I replaced his old, heavy kayak with one of those lightweight, high-performance kayaks that make it much easier to carry and use.

So, with all that for background, how many times do you think he has used his new kayak all year?

Saturday, July 12, 2014

When I was a teenager, my friends had a nickname for my mother.

They called her radar ears.

She did, indeed, seem to have radar ears. She was strict with me and liked it best when I was within eyesight.

So my friends would hang out with me across the street from my house, where we could be seen but not heard.

Every now and then a friend would get the idea we should all go to the local pizza shop. This would be discussed in a low voice so no one could hear.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Kathy Nelson wrestles with hope versus despair almost every week of her life.

Hope keeps winning.

I'm an optimist, but as I watch Kathy and see how she hangs on, I'm not sure I could be as faithful to convictions as she is.

Kathy and her husband, David, are real estate agents. People come to Southwest Florida wanting a piece of this paradise for their very own. The Nelsons are very happy to help them find the perfect place.