Yevet Tenney

Sometimes our mind is subject to the whims of chance. Thoughts can come into our mind randomly, causing us to react emotionally. We are nudged to smile or lose our temper.

Last October, my mother, Charlotte Ann Despain Crandell, passed away after a prolonged bout of dementia. I have been gathering her history and have found treasures upon treasures of love and faith from this woman.

The Garden of Eden before Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit was a place of paradise with everything there for the taking. Living in a state of bliss, they got along perfectly. No disagreements, no frustrations, no adversity. But it is questionable if they were happy.

Sometimes I am puzzled at the respect we pay to the idea of falling in love. We watch television, movies, read romance stories and listen to songs in the media.

The witches and ghosts of Halloween have scarcely flown out of the stores before Christmas carols start to waft through the atmosphere. The glitter and glitz of the holiday start to line the shelves reminding us that it is time to buy, buy, buy! Christmas is on its way, and the mental list starts to form.

Cursing the internet for taking too long to download or upload is easy. If it takes a few extra minutes, we are in a panic and do our frustration dance. After all, it is wasting precious minutes of our life.