Ending My Blog

Since June of 2010, I have created and entered 837 blog posts here.  That's 6 years of blogging about nothing.  For those who have stuck it out and hung in there the whole time, God bless you!  Your presence in my life these past six years has often brought a smile to my face and happiness to my heart.  There's no friend like a blogging friend!  They seem to love you from the inside out.  

I've decided to shut down my blog on blogger and go in a new direction.  Gracie's tired.  I'm tired.  We tend look at one another and say, "Now what?"

I have made so many wonderful friends here, and I would love to continue to follow your blogs and keep in touch...  so I will search out my regular visitors and follow them if that is possible to do.  I'm not sure how this blog thing works, but my intentions are to build on a blog I had started years ago through WordPress and never did a whole lot with.

For those who want details or to follow me through my WordPress blog, please email me at bobbiejophillip@yahoo.com and I will send you a link when I get it up and running.  It might be a week or so..  WordPress seems to me to be a bit more complicated than blogger.

I'm interested in putting this blogger blog onto book... just because I do silly things like that.   I saw once where someone actually had that done with their blog.  Does anyone know an easy way of doing that?

Anyway, This blog will be up for another couple of days before I retire it....  And then we're moving on ;-)

Gracie has a Facebook page for those who are interested in keeping up with her.

I am not sure how this will work.  I may have to stay on blogger in some form in order to be able to visit you and comment on your blogs.  I will be work-shopping all that.

All for now..  Gracie and me

It's Gone

To fully appreciate what I am about to say, you may want to go back and re-read my April entry

 HERE.

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So there I was in church today... thinking...  wondering.  Did they tear down my brother's old house yet?  I had forgotten to look on the way in.  I had this funny feeling though, that they had.  I made a mental note to myself to check on my way out.  And when I did, I couldn't find it.

Wait. 

I thought maybe it was hiding behind some trees.  I second guessed myself assuming that I was not looking far enough beyond the trees.  It was there last week.  

It couldn't just disappear in one week.  

But it had.

Jim's voice could be heard somewhere inside my head, "I'll be coming home in the spring to go through the old house."  

It was his anchor, that old house, for a very special and long season of his life.   

I cried all the way home. 

Then I wiped away my tears and enjoyed the here and now.  Grand-angels came to swim and eat pizza, shrimp and ice cream and play games in the yard. 

Anvil enjoyed the attention...

and so did Gracie.  

Dear Diary,

Today I learned that I am the master.  I always thought dad was the master.  But the CupCake and ShortStuff said I was the master.  And they started walking like me and following me through the yard acting like me.  Imagine that?  Me, a master...  Now.  To convince dad of this...  Gracie.

Liking You

Whether it's wearing your Grammy's best shirt...

Or dressing to the T in purple silk and lace...  

If, at the end of the day, you like the person looking back at you in the mirror...

You are honoring God.  For it is He who has created you.  In His Image.