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Archive for May, 2013

Sad Travel Tales and Bright Spots | by Linda Brendle

David at DFWWe’re on our way to Portland – kinda. We got up at 3:30 this morning so we could be ready when Danny and Sherian, performing way above and beyond the call of friendship, picked us up at 4:30 to drive us to DFW. I guess after years of living in the country they’re used to getting up before dawn because they were good company on the 97-mile drive from our house to the airport. (more…)

Memorial Day – Lest We Forget

Memorial DayThis is the post I wrote last Memorial Day. We still remember.

Remembrance and Hope

Memorial Day is a day of hope and remembrance, of remembering those who gave their lives in the service of their country. Why is remembrance important, and what is our hope? (more…)

Preemptive Harvest Ends Garlic Wars | by Linda Brendle

Garlic Drying

Garlic Drying

I still have pests in my garden. In my last “Garlic Wars” post, I wrote about an unknown enemy who was making underground raids in my garden. I’ve had several people ask how it’s going, so here’s the latest. (more…)

The Schutters, Moving on Up | by Linda Brendle

Behind the house

Behind the House

David picked up his cell phone and dialed Dirk’s number.

“Hey, I’m behind your house.”

“What? I don’t see you.”

Dirk and Pat are our neighbors, but their back yard is fenced, and with the placement of their windows it would be hard to sneak past them.

“Well, I’m right behind your house. It’s on the bridge.” (more…)

Respite Care Can Save a Caregiver’s Sanity | by Linda Brendle

I Need a Break!

I Need a Break!

If you are or ever have been a caregiver, you know how important it is to get a break now and then. I read an article this morning by Jeff Anderson called Tips for Taking Caregiver Vacations: Respite Care. Jeff wrote mostly about how caregivers can use short-term stays at residential care facilities to get a break. I never took advantage of this kind of respite care. The idea of making the arrangements for both Mom and Dad and packing their clothes and medications, not to mention the expense involved, was overwhelming. But there were many other kinds of respite care that gave me an occasional break in the routine and saved my sanity.


Even when Dad could no longer hear much of what was going on and Mom couldn’t understand what she heard, we continued to go to Sunday School and worship services every Sunday. I dropped Mom and Dad at a class for older adults before going to my own class and picked them up afterward on the way to the sanctuary. It was amazing what that hour did to raise my spirits. (more…)

Check Out My Yahoo Contributor Profile | by Linda Brendle

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Last year I wrote a post about the prayer of Jabez and about expanding my territories. In the post I talked about a new outlet for my writing, a Bible study I was teaching and a women’s conference I was coordinating. The study and the conference are finished, but I’m continuing to expand my writing outlets. They tell me it’s a good way to catch the eye of the right publisher. (more…)

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom | by Linda Brendle

Helen Hagan Robinson, my beautiful mother, probably around 19 or 20 years old

Helen Hagan Robinson, my beautiful mother, probably around 19 or 20 years old

Today was my first Mother’s Day without Mom, and it wasn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be. (more…)

The Last Transition – Moving into Assisted Living

MomandDadA few weeks ago, the good people at Assisted Living Directory asked me to write an article for their website. I wrote a brief account of Mom and Dad’s journey from independent living through moving in with us and on to assisted living. The article featured one of my favorite pictures with this caption: (more…)

Garlic Wars Escalate in Emory | by Linda Brendle

Gopher“You lost another garlic plant last night,” said David yesterday after his morning inspection of the kingdom.

Simple words, but with earth-shaking consequences for the garlic monster that’s taken a third plant. That’s 15% of my crop, and even God only asks for 10%.

“Okay, no more Mrs. Nice Guy,” I said. “We’re going to Hooten’s after lunch so I can talk to the garden guy.” (more…)

I’m a City Girl and I Hate Bugs | by Linda Brendle

spiderOne of the bad things about living in the country is the bugs. I’ve come a long way in the two years we lived here. I no longer scream and flail around when a multi-legged creature lands on me – at least not much. I’ve even been known to pick a lady bug or other benign insect off a leaf and evict it from my garden with my bare hands. But there are limits to my tolerance, and those limits were reached several times this week. (more…)

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