Guest Blogger Series
By Nancy Chamberlain
Music has always been my healing mechanism. I wrote this song with a friend while going to school at BYU Idaho years ago. Recently, I wanted to add to it singing about my kids. The song is called “Believe”
Walking with a heavy load,
Wondering what my future holds.
Fearful, I will fail again,
Until I hear you say-
I believe in you.
Continue readingMy grandma turns 100 this year
but she’s been gone for 58.
I would have liked to know her,
sadly, that was not our fate.
Continue readingOnce a year, my niece Bubba invites me to spend time with her and her family. I have mentioned them a few times before so I will forgo the introductions. Last year I went to visit around the end of August. While there, I made a promise to Lil K. One that I didn’t think I would have to fulfill for a few more years. I was wrong.
Continue readingI’ve mentioned in previous posts that my mom’s people settled in an area called Brown’s Park née Hole for a bit during the turn of the 19th century. My ancestors were cattlemen, ranchers, and ranch wives (probably the hardiest lot of the bunch) before eventually moving to town sometime in the early 1900s. I am trying to discover my roots and find out more about those ancestors so I have read a few books about Brown’s Park in the hopes I will run across an ancestor’s name or two. My findings have been slim but that doesn’t mean I haven’t found other interesting stories in a colorful place with a bit of interesting history. One that caught my attention is the sad case of Hi Bernard. Continue reading
by Nancy Chamberlain
I forgot how hard my kindergarten teacher was, until my mom reminded me one day. “She would yell at you everyday, give you a pokey puppy stamp while she gave everyone else a happy or well done stamp at the end of the day.” Oh yeah. I had forgotten since she always smiled and said hi to me in the halls. I now realize she was just happy I was no longer in her class. This reminded me of my experiences with basketball. I forgot just how often I was on the bench and how I scored a point for the other team… Continue reading
Recently I had a conversation with a friend. Her oldest child was adopted as a baby by her husband and would soon celebrate a birthday. She wondered when she should let her child know about the adoption. Continue reading
Not everyone likes the vibe of a small town. Although I argue the point that the majority of us live in small communities. Even when I lived in big cities I still lived in rather small communities. I lived, shopped, and spent my leisurely down time within a few block radius. There will be those that refute my point but I maintain it for the majority of people. There is something about a community feel. Continue reading
I have fought in many battles.
I have seen my fair share of war.
I have buried many a friend
and sent so-called enemies to the grave.
I fought and fought until I said no more. Continue reading
By Nancy Lee
Dreams are interesting things. I love having dreams and remembering them enough to convey them to other people.
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