by MO VEAR | Aug 4, 2017 | Blog, Faith, Family, Friends, Truth
There’s something about the anonymity and diversity of living in a big city that gives me a sense of comfort and a feeling of fitting in, so when our two boys were approaching school age and my husband mentioned moving from Chicago to a small town subdivision, I...
by MO VEAR | Dec 2, 2016 | Alcoholism, Blog, Family, Friends, Kids, Life Lessons, Motherhood, Recovery, Teaching, The more serious..., You Are Not Alone
I know of a man that died recently. He was three months shy of turning one-hundred and one. He was an alcoholic. Born in 1915 after the advent of the first world war, he lived through the Depression, the second world war, and the terrorists’ attacks on September...
by MO VEAR | Sep 1, 2017 | Blog, Faith, Family, Friends, Hope, Love
My brother-in-law, Bill McGowan, passed away unexpectedly last week. And when grief is raw and overwhelming and waiting to be consoled, it’s deceived by distractions and wasted on words. The tick-tock of talk and the diversion in our walk are no match for it....
by MO VEAR | Jan 27, 2017 | Blog, Family, Forgiveness, Hope, Life Lessons, Love, Romantic Relationships
One man thinks so. I read an article the other day. A seventy-year old, Kansas City man walked into a bank and handed a note to a Teller that read: ” I have a gun, give me money.” After the Teller proceeded to hand over cash, the man, instead of running,...
by MO VEAR | Feb 3, 2017 | Best Of, Blog, Faith, Family, Forgiveness, Friends, Hope, I AM, Indiana Dunes, Kids, Life Lessons, Love
Have you ever seen the television movie, Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer? I used to watch it every Christmas as a kid and every Christmas I bawled my eyes out. I hate when Rudolph gets ousted from the reindeer games and I hurt for the misfit toys and Hermey the Elf who...
by MO VEAR | May 12, 2017 | Best Of, Blog, Faith, Family, Hope, Kids, Kindness, Life Lessons, Love, Motherhood, Parents Dying, Prayer, Teaching, Truth
My Mom was always up for playing a game and if there wasn’t a game to play, she would make one up – especially when I was little, and especially if it helped her to occupy my time. We played one game every week that was a cross between Tic-Tac-Toe and...
