Friday, August 28, 2015

The Long Road Home

When I was a child, my Dad was learning to become a Minister.  I lived on the top floor, but I spent my time in the basement.  There was an Indian family from the high mountains -- Dondekers.  And there was a man from the Naga mountains.  He was named Tuisem Shishak. He joked and told me he ate humans. Then he said it was a joke.

For me this was wonderful learning; I learned that other people can be different, and yet human. The mother of this croud showed me how to wear a sari.  She was very sweet and kind.                                                                                                                                                                                                    When I went upstairs, I asked my parents why they lived in the basement.  And we lived on the third floor. All the children went to a Christion school, except my friends. No one else had commented except me!

Tuisem was part of my growing up -- he said he was going back to NagaLand to. And he did!             Years ago, Rev. Dr. Tuisem Shishak together with his wife, began their journey of faith in building what was to be the first Christian College.  They were parents, as well!

Monday, August 10, 2015


Once upon a large 13 acres.  I loved where I lived.  And then I decided I wanted a bee hive.  And there were some people who work with bees. We gathered once a month to learn and teach each others.  It was very wonderful.  I liked to watch the bees and began to really learn from the bees.

Bees stay near the hive, and from what I learned bees work together.  I loved working with them. Another aspect was talking with other bee keepers.  It helps to have others and we did share our

Another aspect is having sweet flowers. Where I was there was Fireweed in abundance.  The bees really loved the Fireweed.

When I was keeping bees, I had to have a suit to keep the bees from stinging.

Another part of beekeeping is getting it out of the hive.  It has to be spun.

When I was keeping bees, I had to have people who want the honey.

The bees work together.  We humans could take a look to see how the bees work.

Sunday, April 19, 2015


Jolie came into my life from the Humane Society.  She was in a small space.  She is a Tortus, with lots of colors.  My Dad had to be there to agree to take her into our home.  I had been rubbing her ears, and smoothing hair.  Dad agreed, and we all went home together.

That's when we found out that she was/is ramabuncsh.  We fortunally have a very big house.  She is loving and also can jump on most places in the house.  She loves to sit in my Dad's bed because he doesn't make his bed.  She lives in my bedroom too.  Mostly she is quite active and happy.

We had a cat before - a male cat.  He came to me from a family who loved him, but his hair created problems.  He was with us for a number of years.  When he started to have problems, we went to the
veterarian.  She told us that he did not have long to live.  We took him home for afew days.  When he was struggling, we went to vet.  She said she could give something for a few days so we could say goodbye.  When we went back to the vet, she said it is time.  She gave him something to put him to sleep and then something to let him out of his body.  My Dad and I dug a place for him.

It was a while before I could think about another cat.  But life goes on, and in came Jolie!  She jumps on the six foot fence - and walks around on the fence!  I have a harness for her so we can walk together.  I have to laugh!