Familial Research and Development

Yeah, I think I do. I have recently heard a beautiful young lady say that 'stuff' she 'learned' in other classes makes more sense since she took her last class to complete her Bachelor Degree. I believe we 'learn' things in life as we go along. Some things we accept in hope and some in faith. One of those 'things' for me is that I started my family at an early age. I was 19 when child #1 was born and 29 when the last or caboose aka child #6 (9th pregnancy) was born. There were many, many times I felt a little cheated or maybe short-changed as I watched others-my peers-in life have some of 'that' which I thought I wanted. I wanted a college education. I wanted a house (before I had a family to fill it up). Things didn't happen that way. What came to me was the family first, then finally a house, and then finally an education. I believe that before we were born we had mortality guidance specialist counselors that helped us evaluate our mortal &

You know you're getting older when the Arby's order taker processes your order, you pay, he hands you your receipt and you in your sharp mind KNOW he hasn't charged you right. You look at your receipt to add it up and see where the error is. He has given you a 'Seniors Discount' even though you don't 'qualify' for another SEVEN YEARS! That's a whole life time to a little kid! You know you're getting older when you see something off the side of a road under road construction and have a flashback memory to things you used to see on the road under construction. Flare pots. But then you don't remember what they're called! So you have to Google it! Well, evidently you're not getting too old-you have Google and you know how to use it!

I want to share some baptism experiences I’ve had. I was six months old when I was first baptized. My parents were Episcopalians. It is a common practice to baptize infants and babies. I’m not sure I felt much except wet with the sprinkle baptism. I may have felt some depth of appreciation that my parents were at least trying and reaching for Christianity. Notice I said I was baptized-I did not say I received baptism. Although I was not baptized in the Bible Church, I did attend Vacation Bible School at least two summers that I remember, and I went to Church on Sunday’s, though I don’t remember who gave me rides there. Maybe my parents went a few times. Some of my childhood summer highlights were when the Jehovah’s Witnesses would come and teach my mother and I their Gospel truths. I read the Watch Tower; Awake!; From Paradise Lost to Paradise Regained; and The New World Translation of the Holy Scriptures. These were things hard to grasp at my very young age (8-11 years), but they wer

I heard this comment twice today. A dress-discount bought of course-that to my eyes is an okay green, but more sickly than not-the price and size was right and I've shrunk out of enough clothes I didn't have a lot of choice but to find something I could wear. So I wore 'that' dress today. Then while walking home from Church I pondered that repeated comment and realized that what they were saying and what I was hearing was really something different than what was going on. 'That color' looks good on me under this circumstance, when my skin has the summer tan and only then. When I have the winter 'sun-starved' skin color, 'that color' looks sickly on me. Good thing I've been using astazanthin-my skin is a healthy summer-color now! Without the summer sunburns! Hence 'that color' looks great on me or realistically, my skin color can now comfortably wear 'that color'!