Nancy Lou Henderson
/ GreyThoughts.Info…alarm began to play softly, Jill reached for her cell phone. While turning the alarm off, she sat up in the bed wishing she could finish her dream, but knowing it would repeat. For some reason the…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Sometimes we associate different kinds of things with love.
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…Elsa filled the small pan with water at the sink, she looked out the kitchen window, and her mind wandered back to her childhood. (How many times had she done this same routine early in the morning of a hot summer day?) When she had filled the pan with just the right amount of…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
A mirror can reflect the beginning and ending
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…the courthouse, Dale walked down the steps behind Sue. He wanted to say something to her, but he knew Sue did not want to talk to him, plus she was on the arm of another man. Once Dale got into his vehicle and started driving down the road, he felt lost in his hurt, anger, and…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Words put together that give the mind a picture.
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…fluffy clouds, blue skies
Night, full moon, bright stars
Tree, brown branches, green…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
…walked into her bedroom, then sat down on the stool in front of her antique dressing table. She loved the dressing table with an attached mirror which had been her Grandma’s. It was her favorite place to brush her hair. As Grace looked at her image in the mirror, she remembered her Grandmother’s reflection in that same mirror. She had often sat in her Grandmother’s lap while her Grandma had…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Waiting in line can be soul searching
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…line of people stretched ahead of Jess. The people in front of her seemed not to be moving, but she did not care because her mind was busy remembering her journey to get here. Had she done enough, and was she ready? Should she get out of the line and go…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
…alarm began to play softly, Jill reached for her cell phone. While turning the alarm off, she sat up in the bed wishing she could finish her dream, but knowing it would repeat. For some reason the…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Sometimes we associate different kinds of things with love.
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…Elsa filled the small pan with water at the sink, she looked out the kitchen window, and her mind wandered back to her childhood. (How many times had she done this same routine early in the morning of a hot summer day?) When she had filled the pan with just the right amount of…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
A mirror can reflect the beginning and ending
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…the courthouse, Dale walked down the steps behind Sue. He wanted to say something to her, but he knew Sue did not want to talk to him, plus she was on the arm of another man. Once Dale got into his vehicle and started driving down the road, he felt lost in his hurt, anger, and…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Words put together that give the mind a picture.
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…fluffy clouds, blue skies
Night, full moon, bright stars
Tree, brown branches, green…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
…walked into her bedroom, then sat down on the stool in front of her antique dressing table. She loved the dressing table with an attached mirror which had been her Grandma’s. It was her favorite place to brush her hair. As Grace looked at her image in the mirror, she remembered her Grandmother’s reflection in that same mirror. She had often sat in her Grandmother’s lap while her Grandma had…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Waiting in line can be soul searching
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…line of people stretched ahead of Jess. The people in front of her seemed not to be moving, but she did not care because her mind was busy remembering her journey to get here. Had she done enough, and was she ready? Should she get out of the line and go…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Childhood memories of the curing love of Daddy's Potato Soup
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…a child of a large family in 1950, we experienced many childhood viruses. Of course, there are now vaccines for diseases we had, such as…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Sometimes we are so caught up in the humdrum of life that we become entranced, then fail to see the beauty of life and love around us.
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…aroma of coffee perking, as the alarm buzzed loudly. Elsa knew it was time to get out of bed, but she laid there thinking, with her eyes closed, before turning the alarm off. She loved the bookstore downstairs…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
God allows our Guardian Angels to comfort us.
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…then feeling, you touch my hair.
Pausing and knowing, I have time to spare.
Remembering then picturing, your dimples and…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
God gives puts special little ones in our lives to Love
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…are a special young man to me,
and came into my life when you were less than three.
Big brown eyes, brown hair with a magnificent…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Sometimes we all feel lost, but with faith God can light a new fire and put us back on our path.
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…lost a deep desire,
with a brightly burning fire.
I lost the will to…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
The eyes of a young child reflect their true inner beauty
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…big eyes, they sparkle and dance,
searching the room with just a glance.
Eyes with long lashes slowly…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
The Innocence of being an untainted child.
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…golden curls running through the grass,
Singing, dancing, spinning, having just a touch of sass.
Bouncing golden curls looking to the…
By Nancy Lou Henderson
Do inanimate objects pick up the energy around them? Do they absorb our emotions?
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…am a unique, cedar chest. My purpose is to keep priceless treasures safe and secure. Although other woods may grace my outside, inside, cedarwood lines my inner walls, bottom, and lid. Cedarwood is a natural preservative which protects by deterring moths and other insects.
In 1964, a young woman became my new owner. She refinished my exterior, changing the color to an antique blue, and I became her hope chest. The young woman would always keep me against the footboard of her bed. Periodically, my lid…
By Nancy Lou Henderson