Thursday, February 19, 2026

Dotta....We go Way Back

 My dear neighbor, Dotta.....the one I've spoken about so many times through the years...💛💛💛




It still makes me smile that she was my 5th grade teacher, and somehow life keeps circling us back together.  We have both moved over the years.. She has moved..we have moved...seasons have changed....addresses have changed, and yet we always end up neighbors again.  This feels like more than coincidence to me...  God winks!! This is exactly God's goodness upon both of us.  

Dotta and I have so much in common.  The way we raised our families as well as the value that we both place on our homes.  It's the love we pour into the little details and especially our shared joy of decorating.  If there is a season, a holiday or any reason to celebrate, I can assure you that she is already three steps ahead of it.  

I have to share her absolutely gorgeous Easter tree with all of you.  Is this not the happiest thing you've ever seen?  The oversized blue bow is perched proudly at the top, and then she had the pastel ribbons dancing all the way down....PLUS the whimsical garland of colorful eggs winding through the branches.  I told her that it looks like Spring took over her sitting room.  Even the little yellow wrap at the base of the tree looks creative and cheerful..  This lady amazes me.  




Dotta is 87 years YOUNG!!  This lady moves with purpose and she certainly plans with excitement.  She inspires me more than she probably realizes.  In her case, it is clear that creativity does not age out.  




She has been my teacher in more ways than one.... In the classroom way back in 1965, and now in life, she teaches me that friendship can span decades and that hearts run deep..  

Great job Dotta....Your tree is gorgeous.  I love You!!


Shug...💛💙💜💚

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Dotta....We go Way Back

  My dear neighbor, Dotta.....the one I've spoken about so many times through the years...💛💛💛 It still makes me smile that she was my...