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Saturday, December 8, 2012

Help. I'm falling into the trap again – the yearly trap that turns a sensible person into someone who abandons reason and buys superfluous things.

It's called Christmas shopping.

At first, my husband and I laughed at the gadgets vying for our attention in department stores. The colorful stand-up hot dog maker, for instance, looks like a toaster but was specifically designed only to hold two hot dogs and buns.

"One would have to make a lot of hot dogs to make that worthwhile," we commented.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Everyone wants to have the kind of family holiday that lingers as a warm memory long after the gathering is over.

I just came away from a Thanksgiving celebration that will long remain in my heart as a special family time.

Thanksgiving was always "my holiday." It was my time to host my extended family and I reveled in every bit of the holiday. I loved making the biggest turkey I could find and cooking for a crowd.

Most of all, I loved the feeling of love and warmth I felt as we all gathered around our Thanksgiving table.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

It is often said happiness springs from being satisfied with the choices we've made and the paths we've chosen in life.

I'm now reading an interesting book that claims the roads we take in life are vitally important but are not the only factor that influences how happy we are in life.

The road not taken also influences happiness, experts claim.

In a way, it's the same thing but I think I know what the author is trying to say.

Experts believe the most important decision we make in life is our choice of a spouse. I agree.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I can finish a column in about 1- hours. Sometimes it takes several hours.

And sometimes, for columns such as this one, it takes a full year.

My Thanksgiving column takes that long to write because I continue to write a little bit of it in my heart almost every day.

My most used prayer is only three words: Thank you, God. I probably say it at least a few times a day, followed by the specific reasons why I am most grateful.

When I see a blue sky and feel the warmth of the sun, I say thank you.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

When I was dating David, I was immensely impressed when I opened his kitchen drawers. I never saw a utensil drawer so neat.

Each kitchen utensil was evenly spaced in neat rows.

I told everyone he had to be the neatest guy on the face of this earth because every nook and cranny in his home was so clean and uncluttered.

When we got married and I moved into his home, I discovered why his home is uncluttered.

David is a minimalist. I discovered to what degree that is true when I tried to cook in his kitchen.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Last Friday was one of those days when my heart was overflowing with joy and thanksgiving. I didn't think I could get any happier.

But then I opened my email and rejoiced even more. There was a surprise email from my old friend Rob.

How appropriate that his email arrived on Make A Difference Day. Rob has always made a difference for so many people, especially my late husband, Andy.

After Andy died, I wanted his ham radio equipment to go where Andy would want it. So I gave it to two fellows who made a difference for Andy, both Rob and my young friend, Dylan.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

When a full course of antibiotics and prescription cough medicine didn't relieve my symptoms of a "bad bug" I trudged back to the doctors.

This time, he gave me a much stronger antibiotic. When I told him I had a nine-day headache that won't go away no matter what I take for it, he sent me for x-rays of my sinuses.

I never was bothered by a sinus problem and never even gave any thought to what they were. So I went to the place of learning many of us use the Internet.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

When I went to see my friend Allen at the shop he manages, he had a wide grin and an announcement: "11 more months," he said gleefully.

Eleven more months until he can retire.

Eleven more months until he can live the life he's been longing for.

Like so many people, he's anxiously counting the days until he can retire.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

My friend Tom died this morning. Although we knew it was coming, it's still hard.

I met Tom and Wanda at dance class and we immediately formed a tight friendship. He called me "Gilbert" instead of my given name because we both were connected at time with that town. He fished in Gilbert while I once worked there as editor of the Pocono Post.

For the last few years, we were with Tom and Wanda during a lot of happy events dances, kayak trips, dinners, and even cruises.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

When my daughter Maria came to visit for almost three weeks, she got a close-up look at how things work in the Mihalik-Allen household.

I think it was good for her to see how a strong marriage sustains itself, especially one between two strongly independent individuals.

Yes, I know. A clergyman has told me that "independent" and marriage don't mix.

"The thing wrong with marriages today," he said, "is that a couple continues to think as two separate units. They need to forget the word 'I' and think in terms of 'we.'"