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Special Treasure

I have this tiny treasure box.  Perhaps I should say I “had” this treasure… but it’s mine for a few more hours.  Very soon it will belong to a young woman who celebrates becoming Sweet Sixteen today.

The delicate little case has been mine for 49 years, always sitting someplace in my home where I’ve been able to enjoy it daily.

It was a gift from my aunt, given to me the night before her wedding… a precious thank you gift for being a flower girl.  I was five years old, and I have vivid memories of walking up and down the hall in my grandparents’ home along with my cousin, practicing to perfect our steps as we dropped petals from our baskets.  We felt so big.  The photo reminds me we were itty bitty five year olds.

The treasure is not the box.  The treasure is my aunt.   And not just this aunt, but also the other women I’m blessed to have in that role.  Sharon & Jane, Jan & Marilyn, Sheryl & Sandy… these names flow through my life, beautifully woven into the fabric of my story.  They’ve all treated me to gifts I’ve treasured.   They’ve read to me, played with me, taken me on coke dates when I was still a child.   They’ve been with me at the wonderful celebrations of life, and we’ve stood side by side through the tragedies too.  These women continue to affirm their love for me, and I want them to know they’re all treasures to me.

As for the keepsake that inspired my thoughts today, it’s going to have a new home with my cousin… the granddaughter of the bride who entrusted my tiny hands with such a lovely gift all those years ago.  I know she’ll cherish it.



It’s never been a dream of ours to someday renew our wedding vows.  We’ve toyed with the notion of possibly buying a wedding ring for Gary since he’s never worn one due to his line of work.  Even so, I don’t think either of us envisioned a ceremony of any kind.  Perhaps just the joy of shopping on one of those cruises we love so much.

So it came as quite the surprise to both of us that we got so carried away in June, spending a week making plans, buying a dress, including a best man and a maid of honor, selecting music, smiling at each other with happy tears.

A preacher called us one Friday evening and asked if we’d be willing to help him out.  He wanted a marriage illustration to go along with his sermon on the church being the bride of Christ.  He thought we might have a little vow renewing ceremony.   We told him we’d be happy to help out.   We had a week to prepare.

From the moment we hung up the phone we began to get more and more excited at the thought of how much we were going to enjoy it.   And it was a great surprise on that Sunday morning when the sermon took a twist and I got to come down the aisle to “Faithful and True”.

I’m just telling you… if you’re like us, and you’ve never given any thought to renewing your vows, give it a go!  We loved it so much, we may just have to enjoy another wedding ceremony every year or two!

These are the vows we exchanged.   I wrote them a few years ago for a marriage enrichment class we led at our church.  They’re based on the fruits of the Spirit from Galatians 5.

With all my heart, I want our marriage to be filled with the fruits of the Spirit, and before you now, I ask God to help me keep these promises.

I will love you forever.

For as long as we live, I want to bring joy into your life every day.

I will strive to make our home a peaceful refuge from the world.

I will be patient with you, and ask you to be patient with me.

I will shower you with kindnesses. Both big and small.

I promise to follow Jesus Christ, for only in doing so can I be a good husband/wife.

I will be faithful to you, and will keep our marriage pure.

I will be a gentle mate. Rejoice with you when you’re happy, cry with you when you’re sad, and take care of you when you’re sick.

When we disagree, I will talk with you calmly, and will practice self-control.

May God bless our marriage as we live and walk in the Spirit.


Tex New Mex Rocks

Oh my goodness!  I’m so caught up in this new hobby.  I’m not always one to jump on the bandwagon, but this one grabbed me and wouldn’t let go.

Here’s the quick story.   My cousin moved to Ohio and found a painted rock at the library.  She kept telling us about this rock thing.  Then another cousin and my aunt went to visit her, and they got hooked on painting and hiding rocks.  So when they got home to Eastern New Mexico and West Texas, they got the rest of the family hooked, and started this Facebook group… Tex New Mex Rocks.

It’s a phenomenon that’s sweeping the nation.  There are rock groups everywhere doing this same exact thing.  Paint rocks, hide rocks, find rocks, share on Facebook, repeat, repeat, repeat.  It’s just the sweetest “random acts of kindness” thing, and it’s with absolute delight that I’ve watched our group grow.  My cousins started our FB group in March, and in less that 3 months we’re well over 5000 members!

So many things I love about it.  Great stress release for me.  I’m not much of an artist, but I’m happily content to splash out some paint and create a little cat on a rock.  Then it’s wonderfully fun to put it out somewhere in town for a random passer-by to find.  Painting around a table with family and friends of all ages is marvelous, and that’s taking place all over America in these groups!  

I know how fads come and go, but I sure hope this one stays around for a long, long time.  


Fourteenth Home – Hollandaise House

From the time we started planning to develop this block of land we own in Portales – how to place the houses, which one we would live in, what style they’d be – I’ve had a nickname for ours… The Hollandaise House. 

You know how we love to cruise, you know how we love delicious food, and you know we’re ready to take a break!   So this house has me dreaming of an ocean feel inside where we’ll leisurely prepare Eggs Benedict for breakfast.

Every house project, starting back in 1982, has been exciting for us.  We’re both loving this one so much. All those previous chapters had us working our way up, trying to establish another business, figuring out another building method, forever pushing hard to keep up with a timeline.  

Not so on this house.  We’re in no hurry, happily downsizing, and happily picking out very new and different finishes.   I do love to decorate.  How wonderful it’s been to work in this industry all these years.  I’ve had so much fun putting various themes together for the homes Gary’s designed for us.

Sometime this fall we’ll move in.  Chapter Fourteen of our lives is yet to be written.  I hope it’s filled with plenty of  delicious Hollandaise sauce and lemon curd in a lovely new courtyard.  Time will tell. 


Thirteenth Home – The Barn

Now, this has been one fine chapter in our lives.  What fun it has been to say, “We live in a barn.”  We completed this place in 2008, so it’s been our home for nine years.   That’s the longest we’ve ever stayed put.

What began as an idea for a pretty workshop blossomed into a full scale house.  It’s been my pleasure all these years to enjoy Gary’s creative flair, and he certainly treated us on this one.  Building this big red barn was such an exciting job.  From the huge concrete pillars to support the workshop, to the gorgeous curving staircase, this project was quite unique.  


Over the years, the barn has been the venue for so many wonderful celebrations.  The very first one was held here a couple of months before we actually finished the place, and that was our 25th wedding anniversary.  Since then we’ve hosted more anniversaries, reunions, birthdays, showers, weddings and receptions, and a whole slew of politicians.  My dear friends have joined me in my home for Bible study, and those Tuesday mornings will forever hold a special place in my memories of this chapter.  We’ve loved entertaining throughout the holidays, and never is the barn more beautiful than when it’s all decked out for Christmas.

I’ve always loved yard work, and the barnyard has given me countless hours.   Countless!   Ha ha.  When we first moved in here, I would stand at the picture windows upstairs, looking out over my yard with tears of joy exclaiming, “I have a park!”   I must admit that there are some days now that I stand there and say with an overwhelmed sigh, “I have a park!”  I do love my fruit trees and roses… and for those of you who’ve been with me on this blogging journey over the years… you know I’ve even come to terms with my crepe myrtles.

The years in this barn were a real page-turner in our career.   Prior to this, Gary and I had always worked side by side in construction.  I wouldn’t say we out grew that… but I might say we grew too old for that.  We finally had to turn the physical work over to others while we focused our energies on the office end of Field Day, Inc.  Our desks are upstairs in the house above the workshop.  At the moment I’m in the comfy leather chair at my computer typing, and this has been my seat these past nine years.  I’ve sat here putting numbers into columns on spreadsheets as I’ve listened to the soft background noise below me of saws and sanders and garage doors opening and closing.   It’s been a great business to run, and I’m thankful for each and every person that has been in and out of that shop helping us build so many dream homes.

That brings me to our beautiful dining room table.  Let me just say again how thankful I am for each and every person who has joined us at that table.   Without all the clients who have sat there with us pouring over house plans, this big barn would never have existed.  Gary and I both say ‘thank you’ from the bottom of our hearts. 

Mostly that table has been the lovely scene of family meals.  Every few weeks the barn is full of family members.  We’re blessed with large loving families, so from time to time we sit down at that big table which seats 12 easily, and we set up the card tables to hold everyone else, and we pray together and eat delicious meals.  I feel so fortunate to have had this grand chapter in my life to play hostess so often.  I love setting tables with pretty dishes, and this will always be the era filled with fond memories of this happy task.  Two huge days stand out in this red barn every year… Thanksgiving and Christmas.  Gary’s family has filled our home for that glorious turkey dinner every year.  And my family has always been here for a beautiful Christmas breakfast after we see what Santa has brought down the chimney.

People have been surprised that we’re making plans to sell the barn, since it was our “dream home”.   But to us, all of our homes have been dream homes.   Whether they were tiny or large, temporary or lasting, they were a roof over our heads as we reached for our stars.

So now it’s time to move on.  We’re seeing the finish line on the horizon for our business.  Retirement seems truly within our reach, and we’re happily building away on the next house.  It’s a couple of blocks away, it’s much smaller, and my main concern is hoping our cat Peli makes the transition easily.  Gary and I think we may wipe away a tear or two when we spend the last night in this barn, but we’re so excited for the next chapter and are beside ourselves with glee.