by MarianBeaman | Feb 13, 2019 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
“I wonder what a DNA test would show. My dad’s Scotch-Irish I think and my mother is full-blooded German. But maybe some other genes are mixed in there,” my husband mused. “Well, there’s one sure way to find out. Get a DNA test,” I replied. And so for Christmas 2018...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 30, 2019 | blog, book review, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Uncategorized
Maybe Mennonites Dance Now But they Didn’t in the 1950s In Lancaster County, PA In her nineties, my mother jived to music on iTunes from my iPod. But she was dancing with her hands and heart, not her feet. Her heart? Yes, she was probably recalling Daddy...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 23, 2019 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Romance
Have you Ever Been Visited by an Angel? Two Angel Rescue Stories One day Debby Gass was driving through Nevada when her sports car ran out of gas. A young woman, alone in a small car, on a desert highway with no one around—it had all the elements that cause us to be...
by MarianBeaman | Jan 16, 2019 | blog, Mennonite History, Quotations, Tips
PUBLISH! That’s My Word for 2019 In the past three years my guide word for the year have been methodically thought through, carefully measured, contemplated . . . Wholeheartedness Focus Intention . . . but now I’m going BOLD with publishing...
by MarianBeaman | Dec 19, 2018 | blog, book review, Family / Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Did you know the name Matryoshka means “little matron,” or “mother” in Russian? Do you have a set of nesting dolls? My friend, Kathy Gould, who manages a charity fund ministering to families and children in Ukraine, gave me these dolls years ago. They enjoy...
by MarianBeaman | Nov 28, 2018 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
My Mennonite parents laughed very little, except when relatives and friends tickled their funny bones. They took the business of parenting very seriously. Other relatives lit up with a sense of humor: I carry an image of my Grandma Fannie and Aunt Ruthie once slapping...
