SOMETHING’S MISSING


It’s not even February, but heart-shaped boxes decorated with ruffles, ribbons and all manner finery already crowd store shelves, tempting us to drop one in our carts. 


Through the years, I’ve received my share of beautifully wrapped confections and enjoyed every sweet bite inside. But I find that I’m far more tempted by the chocolates of my youth than I am by fine boxes of candy.

I was reminded of that recently when I ran across an ad for movie-theater boxes of Milk Duds, Mike & Ike, and Junior Mints. But something was missing.


Where were the POM POMS? 


I love Pom Poms. Remember those chocolate-covered caramel balls? They were my favorite candy at the Rialto Theater in Searcy way back when.


I remember clearly the last time I saw them. I was in Big Lots when the woman in front of me at the checkout counter grabbed the last box of POMS POMS. 

The last box of POM POMS at all the checkouts. 

The last box of POM POMS in the store. 

That was a number of years ago, and I’m still disappointed. I suppose I miss POM POMS partly for sentimental reasons. They represent a carefree time of life. 


But it’s also the idea of losing another high-quality product. They tasted good.


When I checked, Old Time Candy, a website that lists all the discontinued candies, it confirmed what I feared. 

My favorite candy is no longer available.
Old Time Candy didn’t mince words.
(I added the message about who to blame.)

POM POMS were originally produced by the James O. Welch Company. In 1963, The National Biscuit Company bought them. Warner-Lambert acquired the Welch brands in 1988. Then in 1993, Tootsie Roll Industries bought them. 


Tootsie Roll Industries?

Eliminate your competition?

The closest thing satisfaction-wise I’ve found to POM POMS is Riesen, made by August Storck

These double-chocolate morsels are quite delectable. They come individually wrapped in bags ranging in size from small to jumbo.

I’ll take the jumbo, please.

Actually, I did. A couple of months ago and I’m still enjoying them.

Normally when I run across Riesen, I buy the smallest bag. But all Tuesday Morning had that day was the Jumbo size. And the price was right.

Do Not Panic. I did not eat them all at once. I still have some left. 

They’re so rich, one is enough. 

Okay, maybe two.

And I share. 


I’m reminded that, like many other things in life, POM POMS candy has had its day. 
There’s a New Kid on the block.

But I’m happy to tell you that I’ve decided Riesen tastes every bit as good as my precious POM POMS did.

If I had whined around and refused to try Riesen, I would have missed out on something just as rich and satisfying as my old favorite even though it’s a little different.


Such is life. Nothing stays the same. The familiar will disappear. But God is always looking ahead where we’re concerned. And He calls us to trust Him and embrace the new. 

Our response will dictate our contentment.

When change comes, I hope we’ll
  • Quiet ourselves 
  • Listen 
  • Watch for a path leading to a new adventure.

I’d love it if your path brought you by my house. We could enjoy the sweet fellowship, along with a piece of Riesen candy. I might even send a few home with you.



I have plenty to share. 

What was your favorite candy when you were growing up?

Has something disappeared off the shelf that you’d bring back if you could?


But forget all that—it is nothing compared to what I’m going to do! 

19 For I’m going to do a brand-new thing. 

See, I have already begun! 

Don’t you see it?

Isaiah 43:18-19a TLB


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SIGNS OF CHANGE, PART TWO

Last week I talked 
about my reluctance to
see summer end and 
fall arrive. Well, I’ve changed my mind, mainly because of the cooler temperatures. 

I know we’ll have more hot weather. This is Arkansas, but I’m ready now. 

Besides, there’s no stopping change. It happens everyday.

We might as well look on the bright side.

A Few Things Come to Mind


Boxes appear at the best-ever-neighbors’ house, followed by a moving van. Suddenly you’re visiting them one last time in their almost-empty place. 


The Rucker’s view from their new condo
in Little Rock River Market District.
(Photo courtesy of Cissy Rucker)
It won’t be the last visit. No way. But it will be different. However, we know the way downtown to that shiny new high-rise condo. And we’re happy for them because they’re excited about their digs.  With that view, who wouldn’t be?

Children grow up and leave home. But then you get to know them on an entirely new adult level. And sometimes they give you grandchildren. We have eight, and they’re all a joy. 

This is just part of our group. Maria and her family
weren’t with us for Christmas that year.

Grandchildren graduate from high school and then college, get that first professional job or go to grad school. 

Where did the time go? 

I look in the mirror and see my mother. She was cute, but I want to look like I did when Terry and I got married. Well, okay like I did when we celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary in New York City.

    That guy beside me is what you call really old.
    Museum of Natural History
    New York City, 2004


Peggy and me
A long, long time ago
Then I remember my beloved friend, Peggy, who would have given anything to grow old with us. When I said goodbye to her, I vowed I wouldn’t fret over birthdays again.


Mirrors don’t lie, so I just say come on Rodan + Fields Redefine, do your thing. We’ll work with what we’ve got. By the way it’s a great skin care product. If you want to try it, check in with my super Rep, Darby Barton of Fayetteville. (That’s an unpaid recommendation. Yes, it’s that good.) 



Perhaps part of my reluctance to embrace another autumn is that it means winter’s not far behind it.

If I’m fortunate, I’ll have another birthday in less than five monthsThey’re piling up.

So much to do.
So much to finish.
Choose carefully.

There are many good things, but what is 

God’s best for me—for you—today?


It bears consideration.

Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise,
16 making the most of every opportunity…

Ephesians 5:15-16a

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SIGNS OF CHANGE Part I

Sunflowers jazz up fadding hydrangeas


Fall is less than two weeks away. The signs have been around us for days. The hydrangeas are fading. Already I’m sweeping up oak leaves on the patio.  Pumpkins and mums dominate displays in floral shops. Razorback red (or name your team & color), candy corn and Halloween costumes are out in full force, beckoning us to buy. 

Just a few of our winged friends

Instead of four hummingbirds, now 20+ compete for a place at at our feeders as they prepare for the long flight South. One morning we’ll wake up and they will be gone.

I must confess at first I resisted the thought of fall. It’s been too hot. Where did summer go? I’m not ready. 

But it doesn’t matter whether I’m ready or not. The hummers will fly south, and fall will come as surely as the sun will rise and set each day.  I don’t want to be left behind, so I’m coming round. I’ve pulled out an arrangement of autumn leaves and a fat little pumpkin. So far I’ve resisted the candy corn, but it sure tastes good with cocktail peanuts. 

I don’t always recognize when God is bringing a change of season into my life, but He is patient. As evidence stacks up, I’m learning to embrace the freshness and excitement of something new. 

Follow me

What about you? Can you remember a time when you suddenly realized He was bringing change to your life? 


I hope we will all accept changing seasons and concentrate on what is next instead of looking back with longing. Change can be scary because only He knows what new paths will open before us. But God is trustworthy, and isn’t that what makes life with Him so exciting?


Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it. 
Isaiah 43:19

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