Archives for the month of: February, 2015

My family has gone through some pretty scary illnesses, the kind that bring an outpouring of responses from the people around you.  During this most recent episode, there were lots of people who prayed and kept us in their thoughts.  Having been through it before, I have strong feelings and have kind of come to terms with my feelings about it.

I never pray for someone to be healed or for miracles, although I do believe miracles can happen.  The reason I don’t do that is because it puts God or whichever power you pray to in the position of making decisions on who gets a disease or gets hurt and who gets healed or spared.  If you and all the people you know pray and it doesn’t work, does that mean you deserved it or didn’t pray hard enough or what?  Why would I think that my family deserves to be damned or saved any more than anyone else, that we would be the chosen ones today or flicked away tomorrow?  Why would I want to feel like my God let me down if it doesn’t work out?  I can guarantee you are mad and scared and floundering and wishing there were someone to blame or yell at and I really don’t think it needs to be God.  You are shaking your fist at nature and all the variables it brings to our lives.


What I’ve learned is that the power of prayer and wonderful thoughts is very, very strong because there is no way you can’t feel the energy from all the good vibes that are being sent your way.  You and your family are wrapped in love and it sends a strength that makes it possible to deal and live with the challenges you are facing.  That is something you can’t underestimate.

When you face something that challenges everything you hold dear, you need every bit of inner strength you can muster.  We have reserves built through years of learning and loving and being loved that need to be reenforced with the knowledge that you have others who will pick you up when you feel like falling down.  It’s important.

You also build up these reserves by sending love and concern to others when you feel strong and they feel weak.  They will return it to you when your positions are reversed.  I don’t care if someone says they pray for me or have me in their thoughts or light candles or send a card.  It all helps.

If you’re going to live a life of faith or strive to be a good person, you are going nowhere unless you learn to love others, even those who aren’t so obviously lovable.  I think that’s what all the great religions, writers, thinkers, songwriters, poets and artists tell us.

Thanks for all the good vibes, prayers, thoughts and messages that have come our way through the years.  I look forward to being able to send the love right back to you.


I’d been married less than two months on the first Valentine’s Day of my marriage.   We were in college, at Oklahoma State University, and I found the perfect Valentine in a shop by campus.  The year was 1967 and here was a goofy dog made of then cool burlap in a stand-up card.  Little did I know that the funny valentine would be with us all the way through our marriage.




Every year, for 31 years, I pulled the card out of hiding and set it on my husband’s dresser so he would see it first thing.  He always gave me his big grin, our start to every Valentine’s Day.

No, that wasn’t all we did.  There were flowers and candy and cards and dinners and jewelry and other traditional gifts through the years.  I still have some of the valentines he gave me that I read once in a while.  My husband was a romantic guy and liked to do it up right.  He was 6’4″ of cuteness bringing in his surprise gifts which might range from grocery store roses to lovely jewelry, depending on our finances at the time.  He wasn’t one of those guys who picks up something at the last minute and, even if he did, he would have thought about it all week.

But, I can pull out that first card and remember it all.  It’s such a fun look at how we were, two kids starting out.  It was so simple in the beginning when you loved each other and just knew with all your heart that it would all work out because of that.  Sigh…

Today, we’re celebrating a day of love, no matter where you find it.  It can be with pets, friends, family and special loved ones.  Feel lucky that you have love of all kinds in your life.  And treasure it!

Karen & Alan

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

Fiddler on the Roof


My heart captures the sunrises and sunsets my camera can’t. They fill my memories with beauty as the years go by, framing each day I’m here to enjoy. Stunning beginnings and endings to days of our lives. Spectacular because each one is different, no matter where you are. Memorable because we don’t have them every day. They stop you in your tracks.

The sunrise in the first picture greeted me this morning through the trees.

This sunset lit up the sky recently. Sharing an Oklahoma sunrise and sunset…

Enjoy the overwhelming beauty wherever you live or travel.