Today, I’m thankful for my life. See, four years ago, I almost bled to death.
Sometimes, you need to chew on scripture a little and let it really speak to you.
Oh, I know. It’s Jonah. He was flawed, but obedient. Well…
My little getaway presented me with a couple of “opportunities” and a case for the right tool.
Trials come along. We aren’t exactly expecting them, but here they are. What am I supposed to do with them?
I’m no longer a “we”, I’m just a “me”. I’m no longer a wife or a companion or a helpmate or a lover or a confidant or a best friend. I’m just a “me”. But who is this “me”?
Someone was sharing with me a conversation they’d had about sharing Thadd’s stage-IV colon cancer diagnosis and the journey he/we are on. This person was told to stop saying Thadd […]
I’m in the middle of writing a CaringBridge post on my husband’s page, but my last statement there has sent me on a different path. I thought about continuing within […]
It’s raining – in my front yard – with the sun shining. I finished eating my breakfast and writing a list at the dining room table. I was staring into […]