When I was young girl (elementary and middle school age), I wished to be invisible. Like...farealzzz...fantasized about it. I remember daydreaming about how cool it would be to be invisible in a group of people to hear what they were saying, see their facial reactions, and watch them go about their plans not knowing I… Continue reading Invisible
Have you ever prayed for rain? I suppose most all of us have at some point. Certainly farmers have likely done so more than the average citizen. Perhaps I have but couldn't recall as I reflected on the current season in my life. In times of dreary, rain-soaked, shoulders making way for weary, discouraged emotions, it's unlikely that I'd be praying for "more rain".
WOW!! What a response. I am in shock and awe, completely humbled and overwhelmingly grateful for the outpouring of love, encouragement and "virtual thumbs up" I've received last week since my post about me being newly divorced. WOW...THANK YOU!!! My prediction of it being the most read article was spot on and far surpassed my… Continue reading 10 Things I Learned After My Divorce Post
Every now and then I think back to the "good ol' days". The days when I had very little responsibility and my biggest worry was what to wear to school the next day or making an A on my Spanish test. Days were spent riding my bike, making forts in the woods, and eventually navigating… Continue reading The Life I Never Wished For
Commiserate - to express or feel sympathy or pity; sympathize. When we are sad, grieving, discouraged, lonely, or feeling beat down, sometimes it feels good to share stories with someone who has been through something similar. Someone who "gets it". Perhaps someone who is sympathetic towards us and our situation. There's nothing wrong with that.… Continue reading Pity Party Invitations are in the Mail
Over the past two weeks, I've been thinking, contemplating, soul-searching, and considering what I'd like my 2018 to look like. I'm not big on New Years' Resolutions, so I don't really make a list of those. However, I am determined to take full advantage of new beginnings. My main goal is to be intentional in… Continue reading 2018 – The Process
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hall Ava wouldn't stay in bed, she continued to call. Our names to come to her and tuck her in But Santa was prepping to fill up her bin. With sparkles and shimmers and dolls all aglow With first morning light, soon she will know The… Continue reading Twas the Night Before Christmas – Babies Don’t Keep