Advent and stones? What might the connection be between dry, dusty stones and the restoration of a hopeless, weary world? You might think this an oddly-timed question, especially as we’re all racing here and there, revved up for that “moooost wonderful time of the year.” You know, “the hap-happiest season of all.” Well, with allContinue reading “Advent and Stones? A Redux.”
Category Archives: Celebrations
Pilgrim Progressed
Bob was a beloved friend and faithful pilgrim. One day recently, the things of earth began to grow strangely dim, and he entered the Land of Beulah . . . .
Fifteen Years On . . . .
This morning, August 20, 2024, finds me fifteen years a quadriplegic. Perhaps ironically named, the Wreckiversary Celebration Fairie has been buzzing-busy preparing the customary breakfast ritual site. Cinnamon rolls baked, iced and at the ready, including a tell-tale cinnamon roll creation signifying 15 years. A lovely sentimentally inscribed bicycle-themed card, and handsomely framed hymnal pageContinue reading “Fifteen Years On . . . .”
Heidel Holiday Greetings 2023
I sit here at 9:49 p.m., Christmas Eve, hurrying to set down a few clever thoughts. You’ll be the judge . . . Starting off with a bit of Holiday Whimsy from the Upper Chesapeake Old Bay Region, I wish you and yours a Merry Crabsmas . . . Now onto less whimsical things. Alice is happy thatContinue reading “Heidel Holiday Greetings 2023”
Fourteen Years
Once again, not one of those weighty multiple-of-five years occasions . . .
2020 Heidel Holiday Greetings
This year’s Heidel Holiday card is placidly inattentive to 2020’s global virulence and U.S. political throes, themes of which we were daily and painfully aware. If you squint and count carefully, you will see a new grandbaby and a new in-law. Daughter One added a son, and so we welcomed grandbabyboy #5. Daughter Four wasContinue reading “2020 Heidel Holiday Greetings”
French Toast, Fireworks and Freedom: Epilogue
Late afternoon thunderstorms put the kibosh on Capon Springs and Farms July 4th fireworks, and power outage killed electricity and the elevator. As plan B, lovely heroic Alice and I found lodgings a half hour drive away at the Winchester Marriott Courtyard where there was power and cooling a-plenty. Back to Capon late Thursday morningContinue reading “French Toast, Fireworks and Freedom: Epilogue”
Yetanotherversary
Yetanotherversary. These always seem to slip by me. 8 years (and 2 days) ago, I started back to work. A man, his wheelchair, and a circus cannon. Three employer labels later, grateful to God, family, great docs, nurses, PTs, OTs, Seating Specialists – – and for a host of exceptional colleagues. Cheers!
Advent and Stones?
As with much that God has for us, things are not always as they seem.
A Thanksgiving Re-Tale, Retold
Thanksgiving 2009 has become the fixed north star on my timeline by which I recall, and in recalling, attempt to measure, weigh, and value God’s immeasurable, infinite and priceless faithfulness to me . . . .
WheeledWords 