Sunday, May 20, 2012


1966...Fifth Grade
Happiness Is....

I don't remember anything between the title and the last line that went

"and at school work, doing your best."

     I got to get out of class and go to the Principal's office to print my poem on
a large piece of poster board. It was placed in the display case at the entrance to the school.
     My Fifth Grade heart was a little overwhelmed with the feeling that I had done something important, that I had made a difference somehow. It felt right.
So I scribbled along through the years, writing poems and diaries to my heart's content. "I'm going to be a writer someday."

Someone looked over their glasses at me once and said, "You are a writer when you are PUBLISHED, until then, you just write." Whoosh, I flushed the dream. I went to college for my other passion, Music, but always writing, scribbling, dreaming. I married and the two of us wrote six living epistles:

I took this picture with a bun in the oven....

During these years I wrote homeschool curriculum for myself,  Vacation Bible School curriculum, reported club events to the newspaper, and wrote articles for MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) newsletters. I wrote a book.  My Bible said to me, "As a man thinks in his heart, SO IS HE." I realized what I knew deep down, but have never said aloud until today.

So... I look over my glasses and I say to myself and the WORLD...


  1. Replies
    1. Heh, hehee...this is not youngish, or crazy like the contest asked, but it's me.

  2. Jody, that is too cute!Loved it, and yes, it is too young and fun!