Throwback Thursday – 1958

1958

Nineteen-fifty eight, we had just moved to Pennsylvania from SE Colorado. Photo taken in my grandparents’ yard where we would live until my dad finished his college course.

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30 thoughts on “Throwback Thursday – 1958

      1. That little girl could have been me, Susan. We cannot undo the past, but we can sure do our best to embrace LOVE in our present now. (((HUGS))) Amy

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            1. Lovely Amy, I am going to go unplugged after the weekend for a few days. I am going on a personal “retreat” and will be staying in a friend’s beach house. Alone. I have thinks to think and I think that the best way to do that is to sit in silence and not think. After a lifetime (pretty much) of taking care of everyone else, I am going to spend time taking care of me. It is a new concept to me, but I sense it is time and there are things to hear.

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              1. My mouth just hung open. I just drew a sign that I plan on photographing to maybe put on my blog that says, “Off for the Weekend”. I too have gotten so weary of always taking care of others. I want AMY time. I don’t know how I will do this, but I plan on it. I will be thinking of you. (((HUGS))) Amy …. We both need to recharge.

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                1. I’m sitting here smiling as once again and realize over again what a gift your friendship is to me. We are givers, both of us, but occasionally we have to give to ourselves. You can bet that my camera will be at work at the beach. I need to update my sun rise at the beach photo and a few other things.

                  I was raised to believe that one should continue to give and give, but how can any human do that?

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                  1. They can’t. That is when burnout happens. And I am looking at that door myself. These gardens are kicking the ____ out of me. Plus I just let go my cleaning service because they were not cleaning according to my specifications. I have that now back on my plate. Hubs doesn’t help. I really just need a time out, no cats, no blog, no work …. but that won’t be possible. Here again hubs has refused to learn how to give meds and to feed these guys. Yes, it is a manipulation ploy, I know. I live with what I do, and accept what IS. God always gives me strength to continue. Yet, I must have my quiet times too. And I shall. It will just happen. xx

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      1. I was scared of my shadow when I was in second grade. That goes ten times when it came to other girls. Those of us who are a little (or a lot) different from the crowd are good targets for the conventional types. But we shall overcome.

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