by MarianBeaman | Jul 27, 2021 | blog, book review, neighborhood, popular culture, Quotations, Reflection, Tips, Uncategorized
Bobby Oliver read my book, Mennonite Daughter, and reviewed it the same week. Bobby is the ideal reader and reviewer, but he is certainly not my typical reader. Seven of the Amazon reviews of The Story of a Plain Girl are from men. Women are more apt than men to pick...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 2, 2021 | blog, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Mennonite History, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Did you know that, Boomers and Gen-Xers are looking back to their youth, collecting . . . Cassette tapes Vinyl LPs Polaroid cameras Manual typewriters . . . even decades old video games So says, Jeff Nilsson in “Nostalgia is Good For You,” an article from The...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 24, 2021 | blog, Coming of Age, Gratitude, Memory, popular culture, Reflection, Uncategorized
Welcome to My Eighth Blogiversary Please have a cupcake! Guest of Honor YOU! You come from all over the globe. If you don’t find your country represented, you can call me out in Comments. Here is a sampling from stats earlier this month: Our...
by MarianBeaman | Feb 3, 2021 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, popular culture, Reflection, Uncategorized
Savor the Moment: “Smell the treat before you eat it. Linger over a good conversation at dinner. Choose enjoyment over accomplishments and possessions.” Build a Comfortable nest: Blankets, pillows, soft pajamas may help – Make a a “hyggekrog,” a...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 7, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Nostalgia, Reflection, Uncategorized
Ian Christopher Beaman Born in 2007 2 pounds, 5 ounces Now age 13 Strapping young man, full of vigor, praise God! A precarious beginning, indeed Our fourth grandchild appeared unexpectedly in early October, on his mother’s birthday, not as anticipated in early...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 12, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, meditation, neighborhood, Neighborhood / Environment, Nostalgia, Quotations, Reflection, Tips
A breeze brushes my face as I walk through our neighborhood. Homes in the early morning sit politely on manicured lawns, some with pulsing arcs of water irrigating the grass. Here and there, crepe myrtle trees tout torches of fuchsia, lavender, or cream. I spot a fire...
