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Finding inspiration in the mundane world as a frantic, middle-aged mom of four sons; mostly loving wife of one phenomenal pilot; never-quite-good-enough-but-always-loved child of the Creator of the Universe, and five-years-and-counting triple negative breast cancer survivor, isn’t always easy or simple. And sometimes it’s difficult to consider it fun. But it is always an adventure.

There is always joyful in the sorrowful, excitement in the boredom, and adventure in the mundane–you just have to dig a little bit deeper some days. Come dig with me–we’ll find a little inspiration together!

 

holly nichols tabor

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  1. Thank you, Mrs. Wyman, for your kind words. I welcome reading your memories of my mom. She wasn’t perfect–none of us are–but she was my mom and I treasure learning more about the life she lived separate from me. It is beautiful to know that our parents actually are real-live, honest-to-goodness people outside of their world with us!

  2. I’m not sure you’re the Holly I remember from so long ago, but it you are sister to Dell, Jr., and daughter of Dell, Sr., and Norma Nichols, then you are indeed the young lady I have not seen since you were a teenager.
    I am Ginny Wyman–grandmother of Jason and mother of Robin. I remember you as a lovely blonde young lady. I have somewhat kept up with you through the years via Jay, and I did know of some of your medical issues.
    I wish you continued improvement, and I have prayed for you through the years as I did your father when he was so ill, and now for your mom as she, too, battles illness, but seems to live each day with joy and peace. This bit I have learned from Jay. .
    I accidentally came across your name on Amazon.com and decided to investigate further. I found this Website.
    As I have said, I’m not sure if I have the right person who I remember from so long ago.

    1. Yes, ma’am, I am the same Holly you remember and thank you so very much for the prayers for my family and me. It has been the prayers of the faithful many that has helped me through my journey and kept my mother strong for all these years of lung cancer.

      Jason is still my precious “boy”–the reason I prayed for all my children to be boys (a prayer God blessedly answered “yes”)–I try to keep up with him on FB, but it’s not always easy to keep tabs on him.

      Thank you for taking the time to check out my little blog and thanks again for the prayers!

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