In an effort to combat the negativity our society often associates with marriage, Fawn Weaver sets out on a “worldwide search for the secrets of a great marriage,” and she succeeds. She is passionate about marriage and obviously in love with her husband. In her travels she receives timeless wisdom and reminders that are not earth-shattering. They are important, and our modern culture of “me” tends to neglect them. Two of these universal ideas are to respect and trust your spouse.
Anyone who is married or plans to marry should read this book. Yes, it’s that good without being preachy or overdone. Reading Weaver’s story is like having coffee with a friend. It is comfortable, informative, and easy-going with dashes of history included about the areas she visits. I enjoyed the entire book and marked many pages to refer to later for their wisdom.
Here are a few gems:
(paraphrased from p. 73) Since you have two different people who have come together, each has to do his part in finding solutions to come together. This makes love a daily problem, and you continue to build your marriage everyday.
(p. 143) “[He does] kind gestures for no reason.”
(p. 160) “Rather than just thinking about me, [we each] consider us.”
Go ahead and read it. This is not a self-help or advice book, but a compilation of lessons in love.
5 out of 5 stars!
Disclaimer: I was given a free copy of this book from Booksneeze.com in exchange for my honest review.
I easily take things for granted and often need to remember to slow down and appreciate all the goodness that fills my life. Slowing down with a busy toddler around is sometimes easier said than done. This simple reminder was a great way to start my day and week.
Roll it. Shape it. Cut it. Bend it. Eat it (hopefully not). There are so many fun things to do with play dough. It’s easy to make, too! Go ahead and whip some up. It takes about 10 minutes plus cooling time. (Add the food coloring at the beginning, though, unless you want your dough to look like bleu cheese.)
Homemade Play Dough:
1/3 C salt (it’s drying, so maybe a little more or less)
2T cream of tartar
food coloring if desired
Combine all the ingredients in a saucepan and cook over low to medium heat, stirring constantly, until it’s the right consistency.
Spread it out on wax paper to cool.
Store it in an airtight container, and it should last for a while.
I often inquire of others about their dinner plans for ideas of what to prepare in my home, so I’m simply sharing tonight’s dinner menu with you. Perhaps it will inspire you in your menu-planning.
Baked spiral-sliced ham
Sweet potatoes with butter and cinnamon
Sautéed green beans
I already put the sweet potatoes in the crock pot on low. I will bake the ham for almost 2 hours, then saute the green beans while the ham rests before serving. The bread just needs to be sliced. I look forward to having leftover ham to use this week and to freeze for other meals.
Fluttering wings, delicate landings, pretty colors – those are three things that came to mind about butterflies until a year and a half ago. I’ve always liked them, but they’re even more special now.
I started noticing many butterflies around me. It was April, so spring was here, and butterflies were expected. The number of butterflies, how often they arrived, and that they stayed with me (and us) represented something much more: Mom was sending butterflies. She had passed on earlier that month, but she made (and makes) her presence known through butterflies.
There are many stories I could tell, but this one is the most recent.
Two dear friends surprised me this Christmas with unexpected, touching gifts. At different times they presented me with a thoughtful keepsake I never considered looking for and purchasing: a butterfly ornament for our Christmas tree. They are lovely and touching. One is a deep purple, which is my favorite color. The other has many colors, but mainly turquoise, which was Mom’s favorite color. The fact that Christmas was Mom’s favorite holiday adds to the sentiment.
I cannot look at the ornaments without tearing up, but I’m thankful for the ladies who chose to unexpectedly gift me with them.