The “feels like” temp had been hovering around the 118° mark for weeks. But it was Monday, and Monday is Grocery Day! Pat and I…
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The “feels like” temp had been hovering around the 118° mark for weeks. But it was Monday, and Monday is Grocery Day! Pat and I…
They came. My sweet young friend Abigail, broken and battered these days. Her so-special Downs daughter Belle who is 6, and her sassy sweet I’m-17-even-though-I’m-only-8 year…
[This is a follow up to my last post, Let them drop. It was written last fall, and I just found it, buried in a…
I wrote this in my journal last July, and even though it’s really private I decided I’d be brave and share. I’d been trying to…
The true measure of time is called hope. Today I bring you a true story of hope in the darkness, by Brenda Seefeldt Amodea. She…
Does this even matter? I mean: God so loved the world … His love is everlasting … His love never fails … nothing can separate…
A blank page before me. Swirling thoughts but little clarity. That’s where I’m living right now, staying quiet while God works on me. But today…
Are you living in guilt? Or worse yet, mired in shame? I spent many years feeling guilty about
things I did to my children, and even more the things I DIDN’T do with my
children. And the things that happened
to them, unbeknownst to me, that were damaging to them. And all the ways I could have been a better
daughter mother wife sister friend.
I had a revelation, one
day.
Last week, I watched my daughter fall apart.
It was excruciating.
I have a lot of time on my hands, these days. And to be honest, it scares me. I’ve been going at a frenetic pace…