Weekly column by Kaelyn Pfenning
I have often heard the phrase, “a great place to live, work and play,” in regards to the City of Greer.
Having worked at The Greer Citizen for more than three years now, I can attest to the great place to work.
While Brad and I don’t have any children of our own yet, I love my nieces and nephews.
Our church is also full of little ones, and I helped out in nursery this past Sunday during the Sunday School hour.
Afterwards, during the message, we focused on the sanctity of life.
Getting away for a bit can be a refreshing change from the daily grind.
My favorite place to get away is the beach or the mountains or anywhere surrounded by trees, water and nature.
This past weekend, Brad and I visited Hilton Head.
As I have helped my husband Brad since his ankle surgery, I have a new appreciation for the role of a caregiver.
I am thankful for inventions such as a knee scooter.
With his “trusty steed,” Brad can get around fairly easily; harking back to his skateboarding days, he tried to do a trick on Sunday.
My parents are moving out of the house where they have lived for the past 17 years.
The transition is bittersweet for me as that house has been home base since I graduated from high school.
While I have not lived there continuously since then, I could always go back.
And I did, multiple times over the years.
Where were you on 9-11?
This question became common following September 11, 2001, after terrorists flew planes into the World Trade Centers.
At the time, I lived in Underhill, Vermont.
I was in eighth grade at a private, Christian school, and I did not know what had happened until after school.
Last Monday, my husband Brad had surgery on his ankle.
While Brad first injured that ankle playing basketball back in his high school days, he has re-injured the same ankle multiple times over the years with the most recent time being this past spring by stepping down from a window on a construction job site.
We are created to be productive.
Without a task to accomplish, we are prone to wander into trouble to fill the time.
Labor Day, which is Monday, September 2, pays tribute to the contributions and achievements of American workers.
The holiday is traditionally observed on the first Monday in September.
As a new school year starts, I am getting closer to the ten-year anniversary of my graduation from North Greenville University next spring.
Aging brings a multitude of medical concerns, end of life planning and financial evaluations.
While I am still fairly young compared to many, it is good to keep the end in mind.
It’s hard to believe how time flies.
I’ve done a lot of flying in my life, but I have not flown anywhere in the past five years.
Since I was little, I have been in and out of airports and received my first passport at a very young age.
