Tag: Love | Nancy Lou Henderson

The Cedar Chest

Posted by Nancy Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 10 comments

I 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 opened, and unique treasures were placed inside my cedar walls. Happiness was all...

What Is Happening?

Posted by Nancy Henderson in CedarChest | 4 comments

Not sure why there is a new light, then repeated darkness that comes into this home. When it first gets light, there are a lot of sounds and movement going on in the house. The boys seem to be the ones moving quickly and being the loudest. Other than laughing and singing my young woman is reasonably quiet. Daddy and Mom have to tell those boys to settle down all of the time. Although after a little while, the house becomes quiet, and for a long time, no voices are heard, but then suddenly like before, all the different noises return. Usually, the sounds and noise stop once the house...

My Mr. Christmas

Posted by Nancy Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 4 comments

At Thanksgiving each year, memories flood into my mind of the beautiful man I call, Mr. Christmas. My Mr. Christmas was a special person all year long but from Thanksgiving Day until New Year’s Eve Day, he was a shining light in more ways than you can imagine. Let’s just say that the character Clark, played by Chevy Chase, in Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation could have been cloned from my Mr. Christmas. Mr. Christmas spent hours drawing up a diagram of where he wanted to place lights on the outside of our home. The lights were the big old-timey multicolored on green wire...

Writing a True Love Memoir

Posted by Nancy Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 7 comments

When you are writing a Memoir about a true love shared with your soulmate, it can be the most beautiful experience but it can be heartbreaking at times. Frank and I married at age eighteen. We were married for nearly twenty-nine years when suddenly he was struck ill and died within six days of that illness at the age of forty-seven. While writing our love story and remembering the fun times we had together, I enter into a time machine going back to that period. Actually, I see us together as if a spectator. Actually, the best way I can describe this would be to compare it to the same...

Give Me a Sprain

Posted by Nancy Henderson in The Widow's Blog | 2 comments

Well now, yesterday October 6, 2018, I turned 69 years old. Funny thing about 69, if you flip it over it is still 69. I do not have a problem turning 69 and as a matter of fact, have not had a problem turning any age as I got to it. Age is a mindset if you don’t mind it really doesn’t matter, just stay away from lying mirrors. I cover mine with sheets, walk quickly by them, or don’t wear my glasses as I look in them. It’s all a no-brainer, just use your imagination. Anyway, back to yesterday, I had an awesome morning of sitting and drinking coffee on my patio then...