I am passionate about life, family, friends, and Jesus Christ. This blog is about survival. It's about the voyage through grief, and heartache, and joy, love and loss. It's about my experiences, and the very raw, and personal journey, and the highs and lows of living life in the best way I know how. It is honest, and real, and uncomfortable.
It’s really the simple things in life that cause it to rise up in your soul, like a ball of sunshine that cannot be contained, and must rise in the east. The darkness slinks away, and the dark ink of night is replaced…as the dawn begins to glow, and ever slowly, and with great promise … More Current state of affairs.. on a Tuesday
I met up with my plumber at my house the other day. I arrived early, and opened my front door, while balancing jugs of water on my right hip. The scent of an old wood burning fire still lingered in my house and is like a welcome onslaught to my senses. I smile.. home… The … More The wonder of it all….
Opening up Facebook this morning, and this scene hits me like a thin wall of glass..and I’m lonely for this exquisite chaos. Toys strewn about the bedroom, hospital bed unmade, and my body half underneath the bed searching for who knows what amongst the dust bunnies and carpet fibers. In the center of it all … More I miss this…
” Yup… being hurt and vulnerable feels so exposed, raw , uncomfortable … like someone is scalping you, tearing at your skin .. but then it all falls away because you realize this is love … and the cost of loving another .. it’s unbearable..and yet it transforms us .. because it’s the worst and … More Being in the spot …
Lofty spires stretching their elegant necks towards the heavens, searching for heights not yet attained, windows that gaze out upon the most lovely of views, and stonework that is intricately woven together to optimize the perfect dreamy castle in my mind. This is the image I conjure up when I think of a castle . … More I have a moat ….
Little red boots… purchased over 22 years ago, and worn by three beloved children.. Disheveled laces, scuffs on the toes, and oh the many places they have stepped upon. Puddles, and snow drifts, dog poop, and mud, they have been scrubbed, and windexed, tied , and undone, and still they sit, bright red, a lot … More The crumbs of yesterday…
The glands along my jawline are clenched, and I’m salivating in anticipation of the first delectable taste. There are so many flavors that intoxicate the tongue, and a crunchy homemade dill pickle with a hint of garlic, and sea salt, freshly opened and waiting… become a celebration in my mouth that I can not deny. … More The Choice ….
There is singing… coming smoothly and quietly from the borrowed CD player… It’s comforting to listen to the words from the old remembered hymn… “Further along we’ll know all about it..further along we’ll understand why, cheer up my brother, live in the sunshine, further along we’ll understand why..” This hymn is trying to overshadow the … More Alongside him….
Tossing about on my clean white cotton sheets, atop my 4 postered bed has me feeling thankful for the scent of soft under my nose. Beds that don’t need to be blown up before sleeping on them are marvelous. My belongings were moved back in my house yesterday. Yahoo…. I know this does not sound … More Moving and shaking…
I can’t sleep…. I didn’t want to wake up today. There is a knowing in my body all of this month. It’s incredible, and miraculous, and horrible how the body remembers loss. I have scarcely had any migraine headaches at all this year, but this month of September… the Fall… I’ve had many… maybe 20… … More Give me this day….
