I’m a follower of Jesus Christ, a choreographer of dancing words, a challenger of the status quo, an admirer of all things colorful, and a lover of life who finds great comfort and joy in knowing I’m completely adequate to do whatever it is God calls me to do! I’m a wife to one, mom to two, grandma to five, and I live in the middle of the United States of America with my husband, and a cat named Mufasa who believes he owns our home!
My hope is you’ll find inspiration, encouragement, truth, and even a bit of humor in my words penned in this blog!
Elaine McAllister Author – Recent Blog Posts
Our Marathon Move
Life. It can be intense! When my 60-something husband and I (also 60-something) began planning for our next (unlikely) 60 years together, we had no idea how intense that journey would be, nor that it would involve a marathon move spanning nearly three years. It about...
Simply Reiminiscing…
A year ago, I was inundated (in a wonderful way) with pictures that were being taken 470 miles away. Photographs of Class of 1971 classmates from West High School in Iowa City, Iowa. Fifty years - OMGoodness. How can that be? Time certainly flies. I had planned to...
A Motherless Daughter
“Surgery isn’t an option,” the surgeon said with as much compassion as he could muster. “I’m sorry but what we’re facing are end-of-life issues.” His words sucked the air right out of the room leaving only silence punctuated by unexpected emotions. After a few more...
Changing Seasons – Our Grand Adventure – Part Two
Quick Update as a follow up to Part One (posted earlier): Finally, the flood from the underbelly ceased. We decided to 'rough it' without water. We showered at the bathhouse and used water from a bucket to flush the toilet. And we survived! Later - back home - we...
Changing Seasons – Our Glamping Adventure – Part One
Clothes. Check. Food. Check. Towels and toiletries. Check. Shotgun (our fur-baby). Check. And…we’re off on our maiden voyage in our new-to-us compact travel trailer. Just Jim, Shotgun, and me. Shotgun is always ready to tag along and loves to 'ride shotgun'...
Our Risky Trip
“I never even knew my dad cared about me,” he said, as we snuggled and kissed good night. My heart nearly burst with emotion. How can a boy grow to be a man without knowing his dad even cares?I had been fortunate. Divorce was a word I’d only heard. Not something I’d...