Thoughts From the Porch

Here, you will find:

stories of days gone by 

resources for Growing Older

I miss sitting on a front porch swing, greeting the farmer as he walks by, handing candy to trick-or-treaters whose eyes I recognize under the masks, waving to blond-haired toddlers hanging out the back of the Amish horse & buggy, and laughing with my neighbor trying to get the dog leash untangled from her legs. I miss knowing the people of my community and being known by them.