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“I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country” -Nathan Hale

Memorial Day…for many, the official start to Summer.  But for all of us, it should be more than just another 3 day weekend that allows us time to gather around the BBQ for another feasting get-together.

We should all take a moment out of our day, to reflect on those lives lost to protect our freedoms.  Men and women who took the oath to defend their country, and those who live in it. Without hesitation they run into danger, when most of us are running from it.

This day makes me especially think of the Moms and Dads, wives, husbands and children left behind.  They sacrifice so much that is taken for granted.   So this Memorial Day, before you head off to whatever backyard BBQ you may be headed to, please take a moment to say a prayer and give thanks for the service of all who proudly wear the uniform today, and a prayer for the families of those who have lost someone in our armed forces.  This day must be especially difficult for them.  We will always honor their memory, and remember their unselfish service.

Have a safe and peaceful Memorial Day!

xoxo

Anne

Every now and then I stumble upon another “blogger” that just really catches my interest.  And so I share with you one of my absolute favorites.  She never disappoints me and quite often her blog entries arrive just when I need them the most.  They offer a light-hearted look at some of life’s simple pleasures, and not so simple pleasures.  Read on for a fun and whimsical tale of tax hell-

 

With the April 17th deadline looming, the headlines are focused on those who haven’t filed their taxes yet.  People who they (whoever they are) have decided are procrastinators, fiscally irresponsible, disorganized idiots, and overall slackers.

They would be describing people like me.

I prepare the taxes for my household, or at least I should be right now.  As I publish this post, I’m down to 8 days.  Eight days that are going to go by in a flash.  Eight days that are most likely going to be the most beautiful spring days ever.   Eight days that I’m going to continue working, paying bills,  some form of housekeeping, sleeping, keeping up with the kids’ comings and goings, fitting in a blog entry or two, trying to fit in a quick jolt to the beach…and somehow fitting in those damned taxes I’ve been putting off.

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