by Texas Homesteader ~
At the loss of a loved one people often gather in remembrance in different ways. Some do balloon releases not understanding the significant damage balloons do to the environment and dangers to wildlife.
Instead, planting a tree actually benefits both wildlife as well as environment while being a source of comfort for years to come.
by Texas Homesteader ~
Wouldn’t it be great to build a truly unique life with your own two hands?
I used to just swim with the flow of life, going where the tide carried me. But then I decided there must be much more to life.
I didn’t want to just take it as it came, I wanted to make life uniquely MINE. And you can too!
by Texas Homesteader ~
It seems in our culture there’s a constant struggle for more. A larger house, a newer cell phone, a flashier car.
Of course there’s nothing wrong with pursuing the things you truly desire. But I think many times the drive for newer/bigger/better has nothing to do with things that we ourselves want.
by Texas Homesteader ~
In my family we have a tradition. It’s one that brings comfort again & again. We each have a small cross that we keep with us each day.
The ladies in my family keep it in the lipstick pocket of their jeans. When things get tough in life, we can reach into that pocket, feel that cross and know this comfort:
by Texas Homesteader ~
I’ve been reading lots lately about how to make sure you’re living in a way that when you come to the end of your life you have no regrets. But it seems I have no such regrets!
None? Really? Hummm…
by Texas Homesteader ~
Family supper time is more important than you might think. Studies show that gathering around the supper table together each day as a family offers more than just a meal. I’m sharing the impact it made on our family.
by Texas Homesteader ~
RancherMan & I decided our lives seemed to be way too too busy for the things we felt were really important. So we decided to slow down while living MORE!
But how? And what to replace that time with?
by Texas Homesteader ~
Today as I do each year, I tiptoe into a powerfully emotional & volatile day. It’s the anniversary of the day I kicked breast cancer to the curb. First & foremost, I Praise God for my healing!
I’m grateful for my health but… this particular day each year just always sends me into pretty hard emotional turmoil.
Fear, dread, maybe survivor’s guilt? I don’t know, but it grips me each year. Hard.
