A Widows Walk First Tea @ Five

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47794640164345963862012-02-16T13:59:05.629-08:00A Widows Walk First Tea @ FiveSurviving the ups and downs of widowhood.Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-39847760565873698942011-12-31T11:19:00.001-08:002011-12-31T11:19:58.526-08:00

I'm taking a break. See you all later.

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-33513986960758938992009-09-13T13:00:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.479-08:00Lettermen's Top Ten

And the Number One reason that being single doesn't always suck is:

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-76478759987960459152009-09-12T16:42:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.479-08:00Experiencing God in the Nature

I meant to write this post 3 weeks ago as a continuation of the last one but haven't had time to do much blogging.The retreat I attended was a lot about experiencing God all around us. I needed to experience God because each one of Paula's sessions literally drained me. . As our Saturday afternoon session ended, Paula asked us to go back to our rooms and experience silence. We could journal, sit

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-66657271305550743742009-05-22T12:04:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.480-08:00How Do I Love Thee...Let me decorate your grave!

I have wonderful Memorial Day memories of times spent with my mom and paternal grandmother. Every year my sister and I went with them to decorate the graves of my maternal grandparents. Before leaving we would pick lots of lilacs and when we arrived at my Grama's house we would pick flowers from her snowball bush and mix the two together.The graves were on a hill and between a tree and a tall

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-81899589261028772492009-04-17T11:11:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.480-08:0060 is only a number

Tuesday was my 60th birthday. Oh man do I hate saying that I am 60. I can still remember sitting at my mother and dads kitchen table on my tenth birthday. For some reason I calculated that in the year 1999 I would turn 50. "I hope I die or that the world comes to an end before then." I told my shocked mother. "Why on earth would you hope that", she asked?"Because 50 is old and I don't want

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-66699067143810623492009-04-12T19:13:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.480-08:00Happy Easter

What a beautiful Easter Day it was.The sun is shining and the grass is greening up and the temperature is warming up nicely.Today Church was packed. All the regulars plus a lot of Christmas and Easter church-goers. It was standing room only but I didn't mind because two of those C&E attendee's were sitting right beside me and are part of my immediate family.Years ago I dressed my kids in their

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-77281229460355305542009-02-11T08:36:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.486-08:00Happy 4th Anniversary

Last night I got together with my special peeps to celebrate our 4th anniversary. When I ordered the cake to commemorate the occassion, the girl asked if there was anything in particular I wanted on the cake. I asked for a teacup, since its the symbol for our group. I was imagining it to be a dainty little cup, but instead its a little more like a soup mug. But it was so cute with the tea bag

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-9822058077903685502009-01-19T09:55:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.487-08:00Almost As Bad as a Boy named Sue

I hated my name growing up.All my friends could buy bicycle license plates, or barrettes or cute note paper with their name emblazoned across it.But, no not me!Once in a great while I stumbled across something, but it was always spelled LuAnn instead of Luanne.Not only was I disappointed with my name for lack of bling, but I can't begin to tell you how many times my friends and relatives

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-62751146175889728892009-01-14T19:52:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.487-08:00Super Powers

Oh how I would love to have one super power.It would be the ability to go back in time and live certain moments over once again.With all the snow that has been accumulating in my neck of the woods, I've been thinking of the big snow days of yesteryear; days of building inanimate objects out of snow.I never really grasped the idea of building a snowman? After all what can you do with a man made

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-42914526781938326942009-01-01T10:38:00.001-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.488-08:00Happy New Year

Happy 2009 Emotions are crazy things, one minute your laughing the next you're crying. That's the way the last few days have been for me.Tuesday was card club. It was also Al's birthday, and a month ago she offered to have club at her house. Al lives about 20 some miles from the rest of us and she hates to drive at night and especially in bad weather. So hosting the party on her birthday seemed

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-24584672790393756922008-12-29T07:13:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.488-08:00What Is A Traditional Family

Yesterday my post took on a life of its own. I got so caught up remembering past NYE's that I missed the whole point of what I wanted to say.. I'll give it another shot.Yesterday was the "Feast of the Holy Family" in the Catholic Church. The Gospel was one of my favorites. It was the story of Joseph and Mary bringing Jesus to the temple to present him to the Lord.What I liked best about the

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-41140975966449756832008-12-28T19:20:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.577-08:00Whadya Doin New Years Eve

With New Years eve quickly approaching that little voice in the back of my head is trying to surface. It's the one that tells me how horrible it is not to have a significant other to ring the New Year in with. If my husband said it once he said it a thousand times, "Lets ring in the New Year with a bang." He thought he was so funny, but after awhile I ceased to be amused. Gosh it would be funny

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-74709528937636832632008-11-02T10:44:00.000-08:002012-01-19T17:31:40.578-08:00Senility Has Set In

I picked up an absentee ballot last week. I just can't stand the thought of standing in line to vote. Before I could fill it out, I got a call from the local govt. agency saying that there may have been a screw up with my ballot.After giving her my ballot number and reading some info off the actual ballot it was deemed to be just fine. But since I needed to go to the drug store which is right

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-907431380457524732008-10-25T08:06:00.001-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.578-08:00Generational Family

When I was growing up, my grandmother lived with my aunt and uncle and their 3 children. My aunt and uncle spent a great many weekends at their cottage on Lake Huron. Often, they either invited me to go up with them, or my grandmother came to our house and stayed with us. I loved being part of generational family life.When our youngest child was starting school my husband and I built our home on

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-47513702091868435752008-10-19T19:45:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.578-08:00Gentle Reminders

Today as I was surfing some blogs I came across a comment from a woman who lost her husband suddenly in 2007. She commented that she didn't believe in a God who answers prayers. It broke my heart to read her comments. The hopeless tone of her comment reminded me of myself 15 years ago.Two weeks ago I posted on my other blog about giving a last minute teaching at a scripture service at church, and

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-4210429704389484242008-10-12T17:21:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.578-08:00God's Work of Art

What an absolutely beautiful fall weekend this was. The colors are at their peak and the temperature is summerlike. It was so much fun to sit out and watch football. All three grandsons won their games and hall had fantastic games. One had an interception, one a touchdown, and one did a fantastic job for the two minutes he played quarterback. That wasn't meant to be sarcastic even though it

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-51568953931012861342008-09-08T13:37:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00My Mentor

Today on what would have been her 117th birthday, I would like to honor the memory of my Grandmother Carrie by reposting my very first post. My grandmother Carrie has always been an inspiration to me.She became a widow at the ripe old age of 39 and remained so until she died just short of her 101st birthday.As a little girl I looked forward to her weekend visits, and I loved spending time at her

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-66848685002071630992008-08-29T15:33:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00Summers End

I love change. One of the reason I love Michigan is because of the wonderful change of scenery the seasons bring.Next week school starts and my days will be filled with peace and quiet now that the grandsons won't be coming over everyday. I'm looking forward to having more free time once again.Over 30 years ago our church bulletin published a prayer that I found so poignant that I've kept it

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-29897808370865585552008-08-12T11:04:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00Today is Tuesday

Today is Tuesday,do you know what that means?Click the video to find out. Before watching I must tell you to enter at your own risk. Anyone who is over 55 will probably be delighted with the nostalgia, but I warn the young uns' - you may find it a bit corny.Okay so today isn't really Guest Star Day. But it is "Yes to God Tuesday" with Lelia Chealey. Today we discuss chapters ten and eleven of

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-36927185250322945662008-08-05T17:42:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00Obedience

Okay again this week I am a day late and a dollar short. Does the expression Better Late than never buy me any mercy at all?Today is Yes to God Tuesday with Lelia Chealey. This week were discussing chapters eight and nine in Lysa TerKeursts book "What Happens When Women Walk in Faith." For this post I'd like to focus on chapter nine "A Most Unlikely Path". Lysa tells us that the longer we walk

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-77372262678878093212008-08-01T18:53:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00I have a question

There's been lots of grandson sitting this week. One of the things on the agenda was making sure oldest grandson got his birthday thank yous written. I'm not good at sending out TY's in a timely manner. In fact if I thank someone in person I don't feel I need to send a hand written note also. However, several of my relatives are so etiquette savvy that their thank yous are in the mail almost

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-91188631668564749782008-07-25T06:30:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.579-08:00Laughter Is The Best Medicine

Yesterday I mentioned that for a great summer dessert recipe you should go to my God Spot blog. Here what the recipe looks like.It was finger-licking good.I made the dessert to serve to some women who were coming over to play cards.If you've read some of my past blogs you'll know I belong to a club called First Tea @ Five. It's quite an exclusive club, and the cost of membership is extremely high

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-55627041014139741782008-06-28T18:54:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.580-08:00Is God Enough for Us?

One day as he was teaching, Pharisees and teachers of the law, who had come from every village of Galilee and from Judea and Jerusalem, were sitting there. And the power of the Lord was present for him to heal the sick. Some men came carrying a paralytic on a mat and tried to take him into the house to lay him before Jesus. When they could not find a way to do this because of the crowd, they went

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-87219828779979966052008-06-04T15:59:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.580-08:00Til We Meet Again

Back in high school when we first started dating, my husband Ed was a confident, good natured, upstanding young man, who could have had his pick of any girl in the school. He was an all star athlete, and he picked me over all the others. One of the things I loved about being married to Ed was the way he was always so encouraging.I miss getting ready to go somewhere and hearing Ed put his stamp of

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-18908971198474421372008-04-06T10:51:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.580-08:00Friends

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-81543109668384517012008-03-19T06:12:00.001-07:002012-01-19T17:31:40.580-08:00Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to youHappy birthday to youHappy Happy Birthday dear WendyHappy Birthday to you!Today my baby turns 35 years old. Her birthday has always made her feel special because she shared it with her dad.Her last 15 birthdays have been hard. What should be a joyful celebration for her always turns melancholy as she celebrates the day without him. Telling her he is with her in spirit doesn't

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-89839701170555225782008-02-15T13:05:00.000-08:002012-01-19T16:42:38.513-08:00Our Beginnings

Last night we gathered to commemorate our 3rd anniversary.So much has happened since the day God put the idea of a widow's group in my head. It took 9 months from when the idea first hit me until our first meeting. Just like giving birth to a baby.I thought it might be nice to post just what happened the night of our premiere meeting.February 3, 2005 was finally here. The day of the first, First

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-71111487709614611132008-01-18T08:14:00.000-08:002012-01-19T16:41:13.985-08:00Silver Linings

Did you ever see the Saturday Night Live skit with a family called "The Whiners"? I remember laughing for the first few seconds and after that time it became just plain annoying.I 've tried really hard since becoming a "one" in a world of twos, to keep from being labeled with that title.Yes, life certainly feels unfair when everyone seems to be a pair but you. But I've learned that whining about

Luannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00027305953882005075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4779464016434596386.post-1852907479527337702008-01-07T22:02:00.000-08:002012-01-19T16:39:53.584-08:00

My grandmother Carrie has always been an inspiration to me. She became a widow at the ripe old age of 39 and remained so until she died at age 101.As a little girl I looked forward to her visits. She was a quiet, unassuming woman and I adored her. She had a way of making each grandchild feel as though they were her favorite, even though I’m sure it was me she liked best.Growing up I shared her

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