Seven Pillars of a Happy Home was originally shared on LinkedIn as Part Two of a two-part series on the home. Part One on this site can be found here. This is part two of a two-part mini-series on the home. In Part One – Home is Where the Hard Is: Seven Deadly Sins that…
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Home is where the Hard is: 7 Deadly Sins that Kill Harmony in the Home
Seven deadly sins that will kill harmony in the home and may derail a marriage… (Originally shared on LinkedIn in my monthly Word Warrior newsletter.) I have been married (to the same person) for over 40 years. Still, I do not speak from authority as much as observation. I have broken enough rules, made sufficient…
Last Night – or – Joy Unconfined
This poem is about dreaming of yesterday, those you love and lose, family, friends, sorrow, and joy unconfined. This poem is mostly about my Mom and the hole she left when she winged her way back to Dad.
Before I forget: living with Dementia and Alzheimer’s Disease
Author, speaker, and business leader Gene Strother writes about dealing with Alzheimer’s and dementia in his family and offers advice…
Texas Rangers win the World Series and I keep thinking of Little Granddad
Congratulations to the 2023 World Series champion Texas Rangers. And to us, their longsuffering fans. The 1972 Rangers, a transistor radio, Little Granddad, and me It is the Summer of ’72. I have finally hit double-digits in age. Our family of four is crammed into the cramped quarters of an old wood-framed, pier-and-beam house that…
“Can use Ju Jitsu”: remembering Mom on her 80th birthday
She was born Freda Jo Henager, on October 27, 1943, 80 years ago today. She was the first of five children for William Austin and Nova Dean Henager, and she was the first and last love of my father, William David Strother. She was only 17 when she married David. I was born barely more…
Grave Troubles Be Gone: True Love Never Dies
She’s living proof true love never dies. from Living Proof by Ricky Van Shelton It’s a mystery I can’t explain why,We pay so little heed to the time flying by.It’s a plain simple truth, the surest I’ve knownIt’s a short time here; it’s a long time gone. We’re busy with things that don’t even countNever…