Trees of Transition

Comfort for people going through life transitions by sharing thoughts, photos, cards, and recipes.


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Where DID that Shoe Go? And Spring Card Sale!

“Where DID his other shoe go?” I thought as I fumbled around in the blankets and toys by my son’s car seat. The other little white shoe, which I had already put back on his size 5 foot TWICE during that shopping trip, did not turn up even after five minutes of looking.

My mind weighed the options: “Do I go back to Aldi to look in the parking lot?” Contrasted against, “Those shoes are getting old with lots of black scuff marks, so I can just let it go…” But then my mind protested, “Those are the easiest shoes to put on him, and I don’t have another great pair for him right now! I really want that shoe back!! God, please help me to find Joel’s shoe.”

I talked with my husband as I dropped off a package at FedEx, even got a bit snippy because I didn’t think I could call Aldi (they don’t have a customer service desk like large grocery stores). My husband tried to call them, but they said you only could email the store…

So I decided to drive the extra 15 minutes back to the store and see if I could find that shoe. The day shone with spring brightness, so my mood came back up…

I pulled into the Aldi parking lot, knelt on the ground to look under the cars that were parked where we had been…to no avail…no little white sneaker…

I had given it a good go…I pulled out of the parking lot, then onto the main road—the same route I had driven an hour before.

Then, there on the median, in the middle of the busy road, lay Joel’s shoe!!! I almost didn’t believe it, but it had the black accent on the back—it was his shoe! I pulled two u-turns at the next two  stoplights to get back to the spot and pulled over. I had to wait for traffic to go by (and I snapped a photo while I waited to run across the road), and I picked up the little shoe!! I smiled and jumped around as I showed my son his lost shoe.

Then a memory came back—I had rolled my window down around then…and I sort of remember something hitting my shoulder, but I hadn’t looked…then it hit me: My son had chucked his shoe over my shoulder, from the backseat, out my window. Wow, that was a good arm—a little shoe chucker! Wow, God answered my prayer and helped me find that shoe!!

I called my husband to tell him the story, giggling as I said, “I found his shoe—it was in the middle of Flying Cloud Drive…”

God cares about everything. I’m so glad he is like that!   He cares about that shoe because I cared about it, and I am his child.

So talk to him about what is bugging you today. He cares…even about finding a scuffed little shoe.

If you want to celebrate spring: SALE TIME!! Oh, yes, if you need spring cards for Easter, baby showers, mother’s day, graduations, weddings and more, check out my card sale over at my Etsy shop—15% off everything until Sunday night, March 31st, 2019 at midnight CST. Check it out here: Spring Card Sale!

~Mary Hope

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P.S. Thank you for stopping by! I insert affiliate links, such as from  Amazon, into my posts to share interesting books and products. If you buy something or start a registry, I receive income (at no extra cost to you!), for which I am thankful. So…..

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Thank you again, and peace to you and your family!

~Mary Hope



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Beef Italian Meatballs

Meatballs are GREAT to make and freeze for later! You can double this recipe and use some for dinner and freeze the rest for in a couple of weeks.

1 lb. ground beef (I used 80/20)

1 ½ cup. Italian panko bread crumbs

2 eggs, beaten

½ cup. milk

1 cup. finely chopped onion

1 tsp. powdered garlic

¼ tsp. dried red pepper flakes

1 tsp. dried oregano

1 Tblsp. dried basil

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CrockPot Corned Beef and Cabbage

I grew up on canned corned beef, but fresh corned beef is so much more tasty! Cooking this beef in the CrockPot makes it easy, and it makes the house smell wonderful for hours. This is wonderful comfort food, so if you are having a down day, this meal will perk you right up!

3 lb. fresh corned beef in brine with a seasoning packet

½ tsp. ground black pepper

1 tsp salt

1 onion, sliced

3 large carrots, peeled and chopped in 2” chunks

5 medium red potatoes, sliced

½ medium green cabbage, sliced into 1” slices

1 (12 oz.) can beer

Place the corned beef with the brine in a 6-Quart Crock-Pot and sprinkle with the seasoning packet, salt, and pepper. Then place the onions, carrots, and potatoes on top. I like my cabbage well cooked, so I add the cabbage on top and let it cook the whole time (if you don’t want it over-cooked, add the cabbage in after 2 hours). Pour the beer over it all, and turn on high and let cook for 5 hours (or until the beef is tender). Serves 5-6 people.



Copyright 2019

P.S. Thank you for stopping by! I insert affiliate links, such as from  Amazon, into my posts to share interesting books and products. If you buy something or start a registry, I receive income (at no extra cost to you!), for which I am thankful. So…..

— Use this link to shop on  Amazon

–shop at my Etsy photo card shop: Trees of Transition Art & Design

–keep on reading this blog.

Thank you again, and peace to you and your family!

~Mary Hope




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Five Actions that Help Process Grief

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The top photo is of my Dad and I in 2007 after a 5k I had run with friends. The bottom photo is at my sister’s wedding in 2013.

The transition of grief is mysterious to me. Last week I was happily driving to Bible study, then a Classical song came on the radio, which reminded me of hearing a similar piece with my Dad (who passed away last summer), and there I was –crying away. The memory of my Dad and I at the Chicago Symphony Orchestra also made me smile as I recalled how we had gotten a chocolate bar during intermission, and Dad went on to finish it during the next part of the concert—crinkly foil and all! It drove me nuts, but that is just how Dad was: he wanted to do what he wanted to do. I am thankful for his example of fearlessness and savoring the moment. Continue reading