March 4 – 10, 2018

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Surviving ‘Uncle Hitler’ – Book Review


Surviving ‘Uncle Hitler’  Journey of a German Girl written by Dorothea Wollin Null is a thoroughly engrossing account of the life of six year old Dorothea, caught up in the atrocities of  war in Europe.

Under the brutal Hitler regime the German people were hoodwinked into thinking the bombing of German has been unprovoked.  They believed their country was innocent of evil activities and was being led by a leader of esteem.  This was before television reporters could investigate to reveal the truth.

When her family lost their home they began a long, dangerous journey seeking shelter wherever they could.  This journey took them through the Hitler reign, the Russian occupation and so much more.

The strength they needed was beyond their ability.  Their Christian faith sustained them through extreme conditions lasting for decades.

Dorothea’s account is beautifully compelling and sad.  War is especially cruel to children who have no real concept of why people are suddenly so cruel and lacking compassion toward neighbours who are in trouble.

Emotions are turned upside down and surviving to hold their family together became the mainstay of her parents and siblings.

Finally landing in America, her story will hold your attention from beginning to end.

I can relate to much of what she recalls having survived bomb attacks through the German blitz on England and being relocated out of London during second world war in England.  None of what I experienced compares with the trials Dorothea and her family endured.  This honest critique from the memories of a little girl is definitely a must-read.

Highly recommended for all.

I was provided with a complimentary copy of this publication in exchange for an honest review.


New Day


After being hit by a substantial snowfall yesterday today is showing promise.

This new day displays beautiful art in the sky.

Living close to a lake, we experience truly lovely skies as the sun rises.  Today is no exception.  Despite the wintry landscape the rising sun casts deep contrasts of light and shadow wherever you look.  A delight to behold.


Methinks this wasp nest will not survive.  Crows continually visit, pulling it apart.

Make this new day count.  Smile much and be thankful for family, friends and good neighbours.




Deplorable Behaviour

Yesterday, we (my husband and I), attended a semi-final soccer game in Kitchener, Waterloo, in which grandson Lukas was playing.

Both teams played well.  They were evenly matched and played hard to win.  The game was finally determined with penalty shots.  Good, clean game everyone.  You did well.

I wish I could say the same about many of the parent spectators of the opposing team.  The filthy language emanating from their mouths was unbelievable.  They cared nothing for anyone within hearing distance.  Nor did they concern themselves with their disparaging, lewd comments about the players, or playing, of the opposing team.  The disgusting displays of bad behavior were finally stopped when officials warned the offending parents that they would be fined, and perhaps barred from future games if their language and physical pushing offenses were to continue.

It saddens me, because this is supposed to be team sport.  It is a team-building sport, teaching discipline and respect too.  We can surely enjoy the play of all participants and cheer them on.  Spectators should be just that – spectators.  There is no need for this kind of mean conduct.  We left the game feeling dirty because of each altercation that the offending parents felt justified in displaying.

It makes me wonder how they behave at home, if this is how they behave in public.  No, on second thoughts I don’t want to know.

Well done to all the excellent players.  Keep up the good – clean – games.




Good (Spring) Morning


Morning is here again.  Thank you, Lord.

I have my wake-up juice (coffee) beside me, and am looking out to the garden.

I love the quiet of a new day dawning.  The birds are singing (some cheeping).  They all sound wonderful, after the frigid cold months of winter silence.

I just spotted a young rabbit.  The only reason I saw it was because it moved.  It cannot be larger than my hand.  How cute.  It might not be as cute when it begins chomping on my plants, as the adult rabbits do; but I would rather enjoy its presence than not see new life at all.

Thankfully, the garden flowers are waking up, after their long winter rest.  Primroses; bluebells; and snowdrops are all in bloom, with many more strutting their stuff, with fresh green outfits.

Springtime is my favorite season of the year.  It brings with it new life and anticipation of the better (weather) days ahead.  The fall, I agree, is beautiful with colors gracing our countryside and gardens, but it is always a precursor to winter – and that never appeals to me.

Give me spring, with temperatures climbing.  Trees and plants awaking.  Flowers blooming.  New life viewing the world around it for the first time, and everything new again.

I am also thinking of those held captive, wherever they might be.  I pray they are freed to the welcoming arms of loved ones – soon.

Which is your favorite season?

Enjoy your day!



Slow Down


‘Tis the season to be jolly.  Shopping, planning and preparing menu after menu for that special Christmas meal, with family and friends.

Hurry, hurry, let’s get it done – no time to waste.

Reaching the actual Christmas days – we can be – if we allow it – exhausted by the frenzy of preparations.  Where’s the joy in that?

Retailers are much to blame.   Thrusting one ‘holiday’ at us before another has ended, or has even been celebrated, can be aggravating.  Their marketing and greed can take away the joy.

Some years ago, I worked with a particular gentleman, who always rushed.  He’d say, “I’ve got a lot to do, got to get on with it.”  He was very community orientated, and so, had a certain image to maintain.  He tired everyone around him with his constant blur of activity.

One year, his daughter gave him a gift.  It was – if I remember correctly – a turtle, that emitted the Simon and Garfunkel song, Slow Down, Don’t Move So Fast.  You’ve Gotta Make the Moment Last………………..  It was hilarious to watch his expression on hearing it. He truly appreciated it.  But it didn’t change his pace one bit.

So, with Christmas fast-approaching – don’t let the retailers steal your joy.  Make each moment of preparation last long enough to become a happy memory.


My e-book A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story can be purchased from:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQI39U or

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/308936   Print copy coming soon.

No Pity-Party Today


A major storm is barreling through Ontario, causing havoc with strong winds and rain.  It is a blah start to the week with grey clouds filling the sky.  Sigh.

I am suffering a really bad cold and bronchitis.  Sleep has been fitful of recent days, due to uncontrollable coughing fits.  Sigh.

I could wallow in self-pity as I deal with this temporary affliction, but I don’t.  Instead, I treat myself with the appropriate medication; drink lots of fluids; rest and recuperate, being thankful that I will recover.

My day began, receiving news of a sweet neighbor, who is not so fortunate.  She is suffering rapid dementia and we (neighbors and I) have discovered that she has not been eating, and has fallen indoors.  Thankfully, she was not injured.  Family has been advised, and we are watching and caring for her until a solution can be determined.  Sadly, for my dear friend, her disability is not temporary.

So, on this dark, dismal, damp morning, and through my coughing, sneezing, head-achy start to the week, I count my blessings – and choose to get on with my day and help my neighbor however I can.

How did your week begin?  How are you dealing with it?


My revised ebook, A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story is now available at:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQI39U   or from

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/308936 – Free download until November 23, 2013.

Last Breath


The plants in my garden appear to be taking their last breath.

They’d been holding up very well through temperature fluctuations, however, the heavy rain overnight has fixed that.  The flower heads are sodden and sad-looking.  Some plants have fallen down, unable to support the water-logged leaves and petals.  Pretty soon, I will have to resort to cleaning up – which means cutting down, back and clearing out.  It is the time of year I feel a sadness – a kind of loss, and yet the garden and all that is in it needs time to rest from the hard work of growing.

Do you have a sense of loss today?  It could be  a job loss: relationship broken or death of a loved one.  Whatever it is, take the day one step at a time, give yourself time to rest, otherwise everything will overwhelm you.

If you pray – pray to God and ask Him for the strength you need.  He will answer in the way that is best for you.  He is not slow with His answers to your prayers – He is patient with each of us as He leads us to recovery and a new wholeness.

If you have a need and would like prayer, leave your request and it will be done.



Sticking Like Glue


Psalm 38:9-12  ‘You, Lord, know every one of my deepest desires, and my noisy groans are no secret to You.  My heart is beating fast.  I feel weak all over, and my eyes are red.  Because of my sickness, no friends or neighbors will come near me.’

Reaching for my Bible, the papers beneath it came too.  Not because I wanted them to, but because they were stuck to the cover.  I have no idea which substance was responsible – all I knew was – I had to physically remove the papers as they refused to let go.

Wrong (bad) behavior can do the same.  No matter what the sin (or misdemeanor), you can pretend it is not a part of your life, or that it was not your choice, but it will not leave until you decide to force it to let go.

God can and will give you relief.  Just as you are, with all your bad choices and stinking-thinking, He will gather you up and release you from all your turmoil and despair; but only when you choose to ask Him for help.

Perhaps, because of the way you live, those you love have retreated from you.  They refuse to come into your presence.  They do not want your lifestyle choices to stick to them.

It could be time to choose a new direction.  You can choose to stay where you are – in eventual isolation; or decide to ask God to show you a new way to live and stick to Him and His Word (the Bible) like glue and see where it takes you.

Psalm 38:15-18 I trust You, Lord God, and you will do something.  I said, “Don’t let them laugh or brag because I slip.”  I am about to collapse from constant pain.  I told You my sins, and I am sorry for them.  Many deadly and powerful enemies hate me, and they repay evil for good because I try to do right.  You are the Lord God!  Stay nearby and don’t desert me.  You are the one who saves me.  Please hurry and help.  (Contemporary English Version)

Choose wisely as you choose to change.



Author of A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story

Available as an e-book at http://www.amazon.com and http://www.smashwords.com