When in doubt, I go to Jim Reeves and his melodious voice.
Our memories mean more and more to us as we grow older. I see this every day. It amazes me what the mind can recall. I pray your memories are indeed precious and beautiful this Sunday morning. Have a wonderful week.
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Writing has always been a love of mine. Except for school reports! I didn't cherish those moments. I began with poems in grade school, and short little stories that I illustrated. I created something for each family celebration, and probably wore my family out. But I graduated to a longer 'book' by the time I was 18. Following traditional romance novel writing, I pounded out a pretty cheesy story on a Royal typewriter I had found at a garage sale. You didn't worry about your nails when using one of those! When our first four children were still young, I wrote my first full-length book back in 1998. I followed it with three more in that series. Those are my current WIP, needing many updates and editing before I give them to my editor to slash to bits. But the books are always much better with her advisement and help! Currently, I have nine published books.
My husband and I have been married for thirty-eight years and we have five children and nine grandchildren. I've been a homeschooling mom, Sunday school teacher, AWANA director and a pastor's wife. I've worked as a CNA and an Activity Director. When I'm not busy writing...which I love, BTW, I'm working on home projects, marketing and attending events, where I love to meet you...my readers!
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2 thoughts on “Those Precious Memories”
My Mum was a huge Jim Reeves fan. As a result I grew up listening to his music. Except the song where the horse died – it was too sad and always made me cry so she had to stop playing the LP when it got to that one!
Author of White Lies
The Flower Seller
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On Sun, Feb 11, 2018 at 12:04 PM, This Life is Real…and so are the Answers wrote:
> deborahanndykeman posted: “When in doubt, I go to Jim Reeves and his > melodious voice. Our memories mean more and more to us as we grow older. I > see this every day. It amazes me what the mind can recall. I pray your > memories are indeed precious and beautiful this Sunday morning. Ha” >
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I’ve only heard that song about the dying horse a couple of times…and it is very sad! He put so much emotion into his songs. Have a great week!