It’s dogeared and worn, the pages a rainbow of highlights. There are margins full of quickly jotted annotations and it’s full of sticky notes and index cards with connections and random notes. The cover is almost more tape than cardstock. But this book has been a part of my life for the past twenty some-odd […]
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Why be normal?
I have always been a bit on the high-strung side and have always had little quirks and oddball likes. I tend to keep my head in the clouds and act like a giant goofy kid. My brother often calls me “kooky-crazy”, which I have embraced wholeheartedly. All of it is just part of the magic […]
Locked Doors and Closed Minds
A friend of mine recently shared a saying his great-grandfather used to always say. It sounds similar to the sayings of all great-grandfathers, but it went something like this: “Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see.” ~ Everett Taylor Thomas was one of Jesus’ disciples, according to the accounts […]
The Negative and the Positive
Did you know that if one person says something negative, it can take between 3 and 40 positive comments to outweigh it? For every bad thing, it takes several more good things to counter it. The vast difference in that ratio seems to be because while scientists have studied the idea, they can’t agree on […]
Discovering the stories of the past – Aunt May
As some already know (especially if you’ve explored the links on this blog), I am also a family historian, one who has been discovering and telling the stories of my family tree for almost twenty-five years now. While that facet of my life has been on the back burner now for a bit since I […]
Words and meanings
There is a certain group text chat that I am a part of in which I need to pay certain attention to how I word my responses, for certain others will read into the words more than I intended. I choose my words with care often and still get complaints of how I was “too […]
Why are you weeping?
Small bells, made for children’s hands, clamored joyously from the front of the sanctuary as the congregation sang a simple hymn about knowing Jesus loves them. The sound was effervescently exuberant, melding magically and shining brightly despite a bit of discord in the melody. The kids, ever hopeful, were making a joyful noise for those […]
Magic
“When did we all stop believing in magic? Why did we put all our hopes in a box in the attic?” ~ Katy Perry “Daisies” I was at work when I first heard the song that the above line came from. It harkened my mind back to one of my favorite quotes, a sentiment that […]
Hope has two daughters
It was a chilly early spring night at the juxtaposition of a dead end street and what had been a corn field the season before, the remnants of the fall harvest still standing as lone sentinels in the softened earth. The sun was beginning to disappear on the horizon and the stars were coming out, […]
Walls and gates
My mind is often filled with random thoughts that come and go over the course of any given day. One of those thoughts, put in my head by a dear friend this past Sunday, was “what are the purposes of walls and gates?” So of course, me being me, I read a great deal about […]
K. S. Wood Writes 