Have you ever wished you could talk to your younger self and share more ingenious ways of doing things? I've been thinking about this as I age. I've grown wiser. I fought with my neighbor when I was in sixth grade. We decided we should duke it out after school....
Reflections
Most Prized Possessions
by Barbara Lishko | Sep 2, 2024
Over the years, I have opened my heart and shared many stories about my spiritual journey as a Catholic Christian and how God has allowed me to play a tiny part in His plans. I have given the reader an inside peek at our ever-evolving family and some goofy situations...
O Holy Night
by Barbara | Dec 24, 2023
This time of year always brings back memories of Christmases past. I think of the cold Colorado Christmases when we received new pajamas every Christmas eve and the standard photos that followed by the tree. I remember simplicity, the basics and a comfortable...
A Big Number
by Barbara | Dec 22, 2023
WOW, I've made it this far, who could have guessed? With all my debacles I've really been blessed. For I've got scars older than most cars. It always seemed like such a big number, so far away, distant, encumbered. Thankfully, I still have lots of get up and go. I'm...
The Human Calculator, aka my Husband
by Barbara | Oct 30, 2023
We had only been married a few months and lived in a third-world country under martial law. It was a great beginning for us to learn what we were made of, capable of, and willing to do for love. When the time arrived near our first Christmas, I wanted to bake...
Exploding Picante
by Barbara | Jul 2, 2023
We planned a mini staycation with several of our kids who lived locally. It seemed reasonable when we made the reservations months earlier. But that was before the out-of-state baptism was scheduled, and one week later, a triple baptism which included hosting the...
Humpty Dumpty Had a Great Fall
by Barbara | Sep 26, 2020
Every year we try and gather as a family to laugh, reconnect, and relax. Family members converged on our location in Utah. This was not our first choice of vacation destinations. Rather a drivable secondary option due to the original destination having quarantine...
Rebellious
by Barbara | Aug 13, 2020
For a few months now in the daily readings, I have noticed an overarching theme proclaimed through the prophets. Here are a few examples. “Return, O Israel, to the Lord, your God; you have collapsed through your guilt.” (Hosea 14:2) “Unless your faith is firm you...
Bugs and Baseball Memories
by Barbara | Jul 22, 2020
It’s summertime again. Memories flood back to a time not so long ago, when all our children played ball. We were living in Illinois and baseball is what you did with your children in the summer. If they could lift a bat…they could play organized ball. For...
Weeds In the Garden
by Barbara | Jul 22, 2020
May 2010 After the generous spring rains here in Phoenix, we have been blessed with an array of beautiful wildflowers and a rare green hue covering the mountainsides. We also have been overwrought with an abundance of weeds. One must take the good with the bad as they...
Mothering the Masses
by Barbara | May 7, 2020
Being a mom for thirty-six years has had an effect in every aspect of my life. I feel a real need at times, to mother the rest of humanity. Everywhere I look, I see ways to mother people. I cannot seem to help myself. The words just bubble up and I act without even...
Unexpected
by Barbara | Apr 11, 2020
Our third son married his beloved fiancee just over 5 years ago now. What a beautiful day it was. Everything was perfect. Family and friends were in town from both sides, and great jubilation saturated the air. The weeks leading up to the wedding were filled with...
The Law of the Herd
by Barbara | Apr 10, 2020
By: Barbara Lishko I love the holidays. What an awesome opportunity it presents to get our large family together. This past Thanksgiving, we were especially blessed to be in full force with all twenty-nine of us. The two military boys and eight college...
Sunday Sideshow
by Barbara | Apr 3, 2020
I can remember back to a time when I was the blessed mother of five kids, all under the age of seven. The looks and remarks I would get were priceless. Of course, there were always the comments from kindhearted souls who would often say, “Don’t you know what causes...
Flashback in Time
by Barbara | Jan 31, 2014
We were driving to a family event the other day with several of the kids in tow. Kids in this context refer to a seventeen, twenty and twenty-three year old. My dessert was carefully stowed in the back of our suburban. The back-seat inhabitants were safely plugged in...
Marriage Changes People, or Does It
by Barbara | Jul 13, 2013
"Marriage changes people, she's different now" stated the young man speaking about his new wife. “We lived together for two years, then suddenly”, claims the new husband, “the ring popped on and she changed?” Is she really different, I wonder? Did the marriage really...
When We Get To The Freeway
by Barbara | Sep 9, 2011
This summer we had the opportunity to do a road trip together again. It would be the seven of us, packed in the old gray Suburban, just like old times. A few years have passed since we have had the occasion for six hours of this kind of togetherness and I was waiting...
Strangers, Neighbors and Friends
by Barbara | Aug 12, 2011
Ever since moving back to Arizona in ’97, we have lived in the same neighborhood; quite a feat these days. Only a few houses were finished back then, and the desert seemed to begin right where our yard ended. We had met on rare occasions, as our homes were being...
Driving in Oven Mitts
by Barbara | Aug 2, 2011
It’s that time of the year in Phoenix, when we really do question why we live here. Could it be because it only gets down to ninety degrees at night, or perhaps because massive dust storms hit without warning? I would suggest that it is something more fundamental than...
Wabbits and Roma’s
by Barbara | Jul 26, 2011
This is the second year I have decided to invest in a home garden here in the desert. That means we start planting by late February or March when most places are still shoveling the nasty white stuff. The only reason I toy with this fantasy has everything to do with...
Don’t Make Me Get the Spatula
by Barbara | Jul 7, 2010
The implements of discipline have changed over time. Back in the old days, some pretty harsh punishment was used to keep one’s offspring under control. I can remember my father talking about the barber’s strap being the preferred “rod of discipline” utilized most by...