Category Archives: Family and Friends

Family and friends short story writing collection relating to lifestyle themes.

Oh Happy Day!

Oh happy day

“Oh Happy Day!,” graphite pencil drawing by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

I feel like laughing, singing, jumping for joy…oh happy day!

I dedicate this post to my husband Stephen…I love you forever!

“Oh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!  For His mercy endures forever.” Psalm 107:1

I am sure we’ve all experienced them, those days that you awaken with a song in your heart, a delightful feeling within you that makes you want to jump for joy or laugh aloud, just because.  I am having one of those days right now.  “Oh happy day!”  That’s what I want to shout out at the top of my lungs.  What is it that’s causing me to feel this way? Continue reading →

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9/11 A Tribute to Life

9/11 A Tribute to Life

“Tribute,” photograph by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

9/11 A Tribute to Life; may we always remember and may we always be grateful.

I have recently returned from a brief visit with my family during the Labor Day holiday weekend. My mind is full, my emotions tossing to and fro.  I am happy to have had a chance to visit with those whom I love so much, yet sad that the time is already behind me.  The old African proverb “It takes a village to raise a child,” comes to mind as I remember excerpts of my life; the experiences that I’ve had and the people who have influenced my life, helping to make me the person that I am today.  It is hard to fathom how many acquaintances intertwine in one person’s lifetime.  My, how precious life is and how fragile. Continue reading →

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On conversation…

on conversation

“Steps at The Vanderbilt Mansion, Hyde Park, NY,” photograph by Lew Eliacopoulos, (Festibrate)

On conversation, have words will travel…

The longer I live the more my hunger for meaningful conversation grows. To me it’s like climbing steps; each one takes me to a new height. There is always something new to learn, something new to share with others.  Sometimes having a good long chat can make me feel as though I’ve travelled to another part of the world.

“The happiest people are those who think the most interesting thoughts. Continue reading →

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God Came Down to Me

God Came Down to Me

“Pale Pink Cosmos”, Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

This poem was written by my niece and Goddaughter, Alexia, as a Christmas present to my husband and me several years ago.  I was very touched by it, because I know that it revealed so much of her heart.  Thank you Alexia, for being the precious niece that you are to me.

God Came Down to Me

A poem by Alexia D. Ghering

Each time I walked with eyes cast down

and felt too weak to reach God in prayer,

it was then, he came down to me,

As he watched my footsteps falter.

Within my heart, he poured out his grace,

and gave me strength to walk on farther; Continue reading →

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Life and living…

life and living

“Celebrate Life!,” graphite pencil drawing, Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

Life and living…

I have done a lot of thinking about life and living it these days. I am the product of a multi-racial heritage. I often think of each member of my extended family as a patch of fabric all sewn together into one big, colorful blanket, That imagery has always brought comfort and warmth to my heart. With all of the racial tension surrounding us in the media recently, I can’t  help, however, to think about how my own ethnicity has impacted my life.  It seems strange to be writing about such a thing because there are so many facets to it.  I could go on  and on about the subtle events that have taken place in my past that bruised rather than lifted me up.  The things that caused me to be disappointed rather than hopeful.  There are also just as many times that I can remember being able to hold my head high, and to be proud of my accomplishments, despite any negativity that may have threatened to get in the way.

“I am living my life to the beat of my own drum and making my own beautiful music along the way.” Felecia R. Weber Continue reading →

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“Over the river and through the woods…”

over the river and through the woods

“The Forest at Pontaubert” , 1881, George Seurat. Image from a page of the 2012 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house we go…

That old familiar song, “Over The River And Through The Woods”, popped into my head while I was out walking our dog the other day.  I don’t know why I thought of a wintry song, when we have had some of the hottest days of the year so far.  Perhaps I was trying to cool off subliminally.  The thick summer air, the intermingling fragrances of evergreen trees, dry grass and honeysuckle, all reminded me of the summers my sister and I spent at our grandmother’s house.   Being bathed in the heat and these heavy natural scents all caused me to smile and led me down the proverbial memory lane.

“The song may be out of season, but my memories of the summers spent with my grandmother never are…” Continue reading →

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Sisters, so far, yet so close.

Although my sisters are far away, I feel so close to them. 

Sisters - Marjorie

“Marjorie” My big sister; full of life and vibrancy!

My two sisters and I live quite a distance apart.  Marjorie, my older sister, lives in Ohio, while my younger sister, Andrea, lives in Pennsylvania.  Given our busy schedules, to travel to either location from where I am in New York, can be a challenge.  Continue reading →

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To be a Father (a tribute for Father’s Day)

To be a Father

“Peonies”, Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

A privilege, an honor

a treasure to behold,

to be a Father.

An awesome responsibility,

a blessing from above,

never be it taken for granted,

to be a Father.

A source of security, guidance, wisdom, strength,

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