Stuff
Stuff. It’s just that. Stuff. Inanimate objects we assign value or usefulness. However, when your spouse dies, “stuff” all of a sudden becomes something heavier.
Stuff. It’s just that. Stuff. Inanimate objects we assign value or usefulness. However, when your spouse dies, “stuff” all of a sudden becomes something heavier.
There are widows out there who feel like they have to live for their late spouse. Worse, are the family and friends who think, promote, and encourage this.
My little getaway presented me with a couple of “opportunities” and a case for the right tool.
Today is a big remembering kind of day.
Trials come along. We aren’t exactly expecting them, but here they are. What am I supposed to do with them?
I like color. I paint with color in my house in every room. It brings me joy. I like flowers, too. Their colors can be so vibrant, and they just make me smile.
It’s the quiet moments that are the hardest. You know the ones –
With gatherings and simple in-person interaction pretty much non-existent, I’m compelled to ask –
How’s your love tank?
It’s time to define what a widow’s distress looks like in the various stages of widowhood so we can debunk the pitfalls that keep us from diving in to help.
I have been in a season of quietness, trusting the Lord with all that I am.
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