An Invitation (qualified)

An Invitation (qualified)

I was a better writer before I knew I was one.Years worth of journals fill my bookcase shelves. They’re full of my heart. Me working out life with pencil (never pen. The task of life-working-out requires an eraser) and paper and words. Writing helped me contain,...
After All

After All

Awakened by worry, I fight the familiar battle. Flaws, failures, fears bombard. I feel my heart beating fast and hard in my chest. Desperate for peace, for hope, I ponder the fight. What is my best defense? Repentance? Pleas? Plans to do better, work harder, live...
Reunion

Reunion

I watched her walk around the corner of the house as she waved goodbye, and the same thought that flits through my head whenever one of my precious ones leave for a trip . . well, it flitted.  “What if this is the last time I see her?” Like always, I...
Love & Weeds

Love & Weeds

I counted almost a dozen of them as I drove along the curvy, country road to my Pilates class in the early morning. Each one was totally different than the last. Slowing down so I could see them even better, it was tempting to stop. Some I don’t think I’d...
A Cautionary Post

A Cautionary Post

I’m a homeschool mom. This is a title I have claimed for over a decade, through five graduations, and countless joys and tears . . mine and my pupils’. Homeschooling like most parenting decisions can be a “sticky-wicket.” I also chose to breast...
Mothers Day

Mothers Day

Mother’s Day. It will be an emotional day no doubt. For some full of joy. Maybe their first with arms full of babe and hearts overwhelmed by wonder. Sadness will mark the day for others. Disappointment. Barren wombs. Tiny...

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