Shirley Belk
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Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt who recently retired. RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with :)
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Life on the Bayou
Before I ever heard of Diane Millsap or even saw her work, this particular painting of hers was what I "saw" when I thought of the life of people South Louisiana Bayou lived...the Cajuns/Creoles. So, this particular picture resonated with me. It was like the artist could see my thoughts.
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Art
A Very Frightening Prayer
In this generation of prosperity preaching and claiming victories that would seem to make our lives easier in ten simple steps, where is the humbleness? Where is the sacrifice? Wouldn't working harder for His Glory be more worthy than putting a quarter in for a quick blessing or tangible reward?
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Wander
History Captured. Top Story - January 2025.
With the temperature projecting to dip between a steady 31 and 29 degrees, along with an 86% chance of wintry precipitation coming up on Thursday, January 9, 2025 and staying much the same on Friday (34-32 with 50 %,) then finally levelling off on Saturday with a high of 39 degrees and only a 24% chance of any other wetness...you will find all of us in north Louisiana bracing for "it." We can readily put up with the heat and humidity and the bugs, but none of us like the cold, the ice, or the snow much at all.
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Art
My Little Dove
This is what memories look like. These are the reasons we loved her. This is what we have left. I compiled these photos from all I could find of her. I'm sure there are others hidden away in some boxes and scrapbooks. But I was in a time crunch, preparing for this arrangement. This symbolized the story of her life and the love she had for her family. Oh, how she loved us!
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Photography
Reaching the Top
Sometimes late at night, when all is quiet and my mind is open because I haven't been distracted...I take the opportunity to catch up on my reading of Vocal stories and poems. I relish that! It's a chance to feel the hearts of all my favorite Creators and to send them a little love back.
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Writers
When I Think About Her
When I think about her, I see the color purple (her favorite) all around me and I taste the sweetness of the Juicy Fruit gum she always had in her handbag. I could smell it before I ever saw it as the scent permeated the whole room. She had other mysteries dispersed in that bag, too...back then all the ladies carried decorated handkerchiefs wherever they went. Sometimes you could even see them stuff those squares into their pockets or their bosom for safekeeping. The fanciest ones, usually with lace, were the ones my Grandma would use when she met other ladies to play bridge.
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Families
