I have been searching for a while for something that was not only part of my life with my grandparents, but also a part of my parental household growing up. It is something that I have never forgotten and it still brings a sense of belonging and joy to me.
Picture this memory in your mind’s eye…you walk into your grandparents home and there it is sitting in its special place…that something special that you were allowed to have when you came to visit. What was it? I bet it comes to you right away. I hope it does. Let me share a little about mine with you.
In my grandparent’s home, there was one special dish in their home; a candy dish. That special round dish with some goodies in it. The downside of these candy dishes were the alarm set off by lifting the lid of the dish. It was a very heavy lid and usually hard to sneak into without giving yourself away. What was it? It was what we today call a vintage candy dish; pressed glass. So I have been on the hunt to find a candy dish like my grandparents and parents; one that is still in good shape. I know you probably know the one. Here is my little memory of the candy dish…
The candy dish had lemon drops in it. We so loved being able, with permission, to have a lemon drop out of grandma’s candy dish. And then at Christmas time, we would get to have Christmas candy…you know the ones…variety of candy and ribbon candy which was my favorite. Such a treat. So imagine my excitement when I found one just like the one my grandparents had! It now sits on my coffee table at home and I love looking at it and how the light reflects off of it. It brings a smile and joy to see it everyday and I remember those days now like a special treat.
I am a grandma myself now for the last 19 years and I made a lot of those kind of memories for my grandson. But something this dish reminded me about was the importance of the legacy of some traditions. If at my age I can still remember the feeling of getting into that candy dish for a lemon drop or Christmas candy, I think it is an important legacy that was carried on for us kids. Maybe your memory isn’t of candy in a candy dish, but something totally different. I have many other memories of snacks she would give me when I went there after school. But this dish rings true for me. I also have dishes and glassware that my grandma used and that is something I love to use every day also. Many of these things were passed down to my mom and then to me. It’s part of the story of our lives and I think it is good to share our stories. It is a part of us. If your parents or grandparents are still with you, ask them questions about their lives. Don’t be sorry for never asking about them as I have experienced with my grandparents. Even though they didn’t want to share, I wish I had continued to try a little at a time. I am now on the hunt for some lemon drops to put in it. They are not as easy to find anymore. But I will. I think it will look good in my new kitchen at some point. But for now, it will continue to grace my coffee table. My mom used the same candy dish for us with goodies when we could afford them, and for sure, Christmas candy was one of them.
To the left is a picture of a tradition that I have started with the adult kids…going to Not Doug’s Country Kitchen and Espresso for their great food each time they come over. It is a great time and a nice drive. Worth the effort for the trip to have wonderful food and milkshakes!
What are some important memories that may have popped into your mind as you read this? I believe that God gave us each an amazing brain that could recall these memories, and even in some cases the smells, that bring us comfort today. These are hard times for all of us and having those traditions to share can have lasting effects on future family memories, and friendships as well. I thank God each and every day that I can remember those times, their faces, and their love for us. It God’s purpose to comfort us in those hard times with grateful memories that can bring us to a place of joy and gratitude. I can’t begin to tell you how many times coffee from one of their cups, or ice tea from her special glass that I still have, makes me smile and brings comfort and joy to my heart. My house is full of those kind of mementos.
I would love to hear what memories came to mind as you read this. Let me hear from you in the comments here on the blog. You can leave your comment by scrolling down to the comment section. I hope it inspires you to know you can and will make a difference someday to those you love when you are no longer with them. They will need those fun times and loving traditions to remember.
Until next time… ~JoAnn
p.s. If you didn’t have these kinds of memories, that doesn’t mean you can begin to make them now with your family or friends.



















where we dream of how things will be, or what we want or desire them to be. BUT, we don’t often think about our present moment or day except in terms of a schedule. How much of your life do you live in the present? I came across some notes that I had written down when I was studying about circumstances, and how they can affect our thinking, and thus our lives. I thought I would share some thoughts about that in this post.
We all have a story…the way we live our life, is our story. It doesn’t always look like we envisioned for ourselves, but it can become more about how you approach living it out. Gifts to us can come from the hardest places that we find ourselves. If we are trying to heal from hard circumstances, that healing can move us out to help others. It gives hope on the other side of our pain, and our hope makes it possible to share it with another. Don’t be afraid to step forward into that. With eyes of faith, we can see our script as something that is a part of a bigger story, or part of a bigger picture. Our current circumstances are not the end; just part of the bigger picture. Do you know that God is always in the NOW? And guess what???? He doesn’t want us to miss it! How much of yourselves do you live in the present? We don’t want to miss the moments!
wants us to go. Here are some questions to ask ourselves:
I think of my past life with love and compassion for the hardships my parents had as they built a life and provided for me. You see most of my generations’ parents lived through the depression. It gave them some unique traits that got hardwired into their lives by their experiences. We all have been influenced that way. Some of my generation tried, and are still trying, to outlive that mentality. My parents were simple in their living; it was to MAKE a living and provide for the family. Our house wasn’t anything fancy, our cars were mostly paid for, so not new. My clothes were sewn by my mother or hand-me-down from my cousins. But as I started to say, many of my generation and forward, look at success as having the brand new home, and a big one, new cars, the best home furnishings, and work 24/7 to have it, by golly. Where I saw my parent’s generation work hard, but also play hard. Gatherings of family at reunions, sharing Sunday dinners or dessert together, picnics, and cousins playing together and actually staying in touch as we got older, as well. So…I look at my past, not as something I have to get away from, but something that I embrace, take all the good from, and implement that into my life. My past is different from yours. Granted. But we all can take what is good, and be thankful for that which is good. Leave and dump the negative. We didn’t live in their shoes, and there is something in their lives that made their lives the the way they are/were. Love them in spite of it. There are many things I didn’t understand about my mom at the time, but when I look back now and think about it, I now understand some of her life better, how she may have felt, and what made her the person she was. In my life, I choose to take every ounce of good and create that good in my daily life. That is something I can do. And…I keep creating that for myself. It’s my life’s journey to live it out in such a way, that my family is encouraged to remember what is good, and take that with them however it looks, into their lives. I want that for all of you who read this blog. I’m not perfect by ANY means. I have my struggles too. However, it never stops there. If I have a struggle…I take it to the One who does not. He knows what to do, and will gladly bring it to mind when I need to change up my view.
change the angle of how I see it in the view finder. I can decide what to include, and zoom or crop out to exclude what I don’t want. Maybe I need to shed some more light on the subject to get a better picture. In other words, I do what I need to do to get the best results. Do I always get a great capture? Nope. I am sometimes in too big a hurry to spend time getting the best photo. But I can always try it again, and this time, I will know better what to do. You see, if we look into what makes up our lives, we might find areas that take up our time, but add very little value to the end of our lives. Because of that, we may not be living out God’s plan for our lives either. We may actually be living out what we want, and asking God to put HIs hand of favor on that. Nope. Wrong way to go about it. Remember, what we think affects our hearts and what affects our hearts, make up our daily habits. We need to be watchmen/watch women on the wall of our lives. Recognize it before it gets to close as to whether you holler out a warning or a hallelujah! By faith, we can do that. I like this statement from Anne Graham Lotz, “Faith is not a “gift” that some people have been given and other have not.” So good. We all can have faith. So on the trip in the car, I did some re-framing through faith, and I believe God has given me new direction to take. It may not be easy, but it will be best. Knowing God in a deeper way gives us a better understanding of our relationship with Him, as well as, where He wants us to take action.
I am many things…wife, mother, teacher, encourager, proud Norwegian, a proud American, believer in God, photographer, blogger, lover of music and playing instruments…and many more things, yet, I am one person. We all have facets just like a diamond. But just like the diamond, all of us make up one beautiful creation that gives off light and reflection of who we are and what we value. So…ask the hard questions. We learn from them. Sit a while and ponder life with sweet tea and time, or coffee and time, and see where God is leading you. Have a happy journey!

This was challenged this week as it become very apparent that my sweet vintage range is not going to be something that I can keep. (I am going to sell it though, if anyone is interested.) So begins our search for a range. We have looked at so many, trying to find information and make a decision about what would be best for my kind of cooking. It can be overwhelming. Of course, money is an issue also. I’m trying to be gracious about what I get and the money that is spent. I am also having to get a fridge and so in order to do both, I may have to spend less on my range. I could feel my attitude tanking a bit after going around to see so many different ranges that I would love to have. My attitude surfaces: “I mean, how many times do I have to compromise?” And THEN… the Holy Spirit taps my shoulder and reminds me of what He HAS done:
I once again heard a song this last week called, “Leave It There”. Boy! That is so fitting for me this week. Take all my burdens to the Lord and leave it there. So, once again, God knows what the desires of my heart are… He cares… and He will do what is best for me.
As I have been planning my new year, I just want to take this opportunity to tell you how much I appreciate your faithfulness in being a part of this community! Sometimes, I’m not sure if it helps or encourages anyone, but then I will get a message from one of you and it is thanking me for post. So, as a part of my new year, I will continue to share my thoughts and life with you in hopes that it will bring hope and encouragement to you just when you need it.
Go get your coffee, tea, hot chocolate, put your feet up for a few minutes and let’s chat about this.
I have had some hard decisions that have had to be made just in the last couple of weeks. It has been hard not to be disappointed, or get angry over the circumstances, or feel like I have always had to do things this way. It would be nice for just once, to have it be different, where what is a problem is never an issue for me anymore. Been there? But when I start looking at through the lens of gratitude, things shift and God changes my heart. I get back up, dust myself off, and say, “Ok Lord. I don’t know the why, but I know YOU, and you do. Now, help me, by the work of the Holy Spirit, to remember that the next time I’m a stinker about it.” It’s like playing a detective about ourselves and asking ourselves the hard questions, but then walking it out when the answer comes.
I have a couple of pages in my little book so far of my goals for this year. It’s fun to consider the journey God will take me on to enable me to fulfill desires I believe He has put on my heart. I pray for each post that I write in hopes that it reaches hearts to encourage. So my desire for you is that you are encouraged not to look at your life as something too busy to implement any changes, but as a new opportunity to live each day in the moment, and totally change your life from something you live each day to something that fulfills you each day! God bless you to that end.





