Terrie's Tender Touch

This morning as I watching the news I saw John Edwards arriving to the court for his trial.  It caught my attention especially when the newscaster stated that “Edwards was arriving accompanied by his parents who have been with him every day of the trial.”  I started thinking about his parents and all they have been through because of John’s poor decisions.  To think that at one time these parents thought their son might be the president of the United States – and now they are hoping that he won’t have to go jail!  I thought of how proud they must have been of their son as he graduated from law school and became a very successful lawyer.  I imagined how hopeful they were at one time when he was so close to being elected as the vice-president with John Kerry in 2004; and how they must have felt when their son was doing well in is bid as a presidential candidate in 2006 for the 2008 election – and then everything changed.  Suddenly their son was in the news for being unfaithful to his w

Today, I was on FaceBook reading an article and I noticed on the sidebar an advertisement for Essie Nail Polish.  The first thing that came to my mind was a memory of a prayer that God answered for me.   My husband and I were on a little get-away and while we were there I wished that I had painted my nails since we were going to be going out to a nicer restaurant.  Now, while I love to shop there are some things I do not like to have to spend my money on, and one of them is nail polish.  Oh, I like to have my nails polished, I just don’t want to spend too much money on it – especially since it chips off, and once that happens it’s over with – I can’t rest until it is all peeled off!  So, I prayed and asked the Lord if I could find a good nail polish for a good price.  You see, just because I don’t want to pay a high price for nail polish doesn't mean that I don’t want one of good quality and with a higher gloss.  I was so pleasantly surprised when I went in to the beauty st

I have a collection of knick knacks (I know I sound like an old lady) that I can’t seem to discard because each one holds a special memory to me. I don’t especially like the idea of knick-knacks, they are dust collectors, they are small, they can be easily broken, etc.  but, each one that I have was given to me by someone special for a specific reason…and they hold a special place In my heart. In my parent’s home there is a very special little memento.  For the last 25 years when I have visited my parents I have always found a very precious little Care Bear that proudly sits on my dad’s nightstand.  It was given to him on the occasion of his 50 th birthday by my daughter Kellie.  She was four years old at the time and that was her very precious and sacrificial gift to her grandpa. I remember the evening so clearly.  We were celebrating my dad’s birthday at my house.  We had everyone over for dinner, and traditionally I made cioppino.  For my dad’s 50 th birthday gift we