When I was younger and thought about having multiple children, I pictured them as the best of friends. They would play ball or dolls together, or maybe build intricate Lego houses complete with stairs and rooftop gardens. They would always talk kindly to each other and think of ways to make the other one’s day better.
Reality, of course, rarely follows that sort of idealistic daydream. It’s usually much louder and more disagreeable than I ever could have imagined.
We’ll take our middle son with us, pick up our youngest in Lexington and head for Franklin, N.C., where my husband’s family has a small vacation home on a gravel road near the top of Meadow Mountain. Our oldest son and his wife will join us Friday, driving in from Charleston, S.C.
I don’t know what has happened to manners in today’s society. Some people are so rude. I know we all have busy lives and sometimes unpleasant things happen to all of us. But you know what I called that? Life.
You can be a very positive, upbeat person, but let’s face it. In life you have to deal with difficult people.
There might be difficult people at your church, school, family, friends or workplace. In most situations, you can choose to avoid these people. But in the workplace, you sometimes are forced to work with the most challenging of personalities. As a life coach, this is a very popular topic and many ask me to help them cope and turn this negative to a positive.
Visitors to Hardin Memorial Hospital might be a little confused when they move between the second and fifth floors, especially when they see a familiar face on both.
Identical twin sisters Donna Monzon and Nancy Willoughby, nurses at the hospital, would be the cause of that confusion. To add to the family business, their older sister, Linda Watkins, retired from the hospital July 1 after working 26 years in the BirthPlace.
This is a tale about bathroom hygiene for someone who’s admittedly a little fanatical about it.
Yeah, I’m the one who is careful after she uses a public bathroom to wash her hands without touching the knobs on the sink to turn off the water. I’ll use the back of my hand to negotiate that move, no matter how ungainly it looks.
Vine Grove resident and five-year cancer survivor Lea Bramblett enjoys riding her motorcycle so much she has to share her enthusiasm.
The result is Ladies Motorcycle Club, a group she founded in an effort to promote sisterhood, socialization and philanthropy. While the name of the club might indicate otherwise, Bramblett said the group is open to women who ride as passengers with their husbands, too.
“I just want them to feel like they are a part of something, giving back,” she said.
I will admit I am a hopeless romantic in so many ways. I love putting meaning to love songs and I still cry over movies such as “Endless Love” and “Love Story” because love always will find a way.
My parents have been married for 54 years as of last month. I know there have been many trials and tribulations through the years, but they made a commitment to God, their families and themselves so long ago to have and to hold in sickness and in health.