Truth. Love. Joy.
Women don’t have a very good track record with being good friends. In fact there are so many women walking around with invisible heart scars from harsh words, dirty looks and clickiness, is that even a word? It is for women. Why is true friendship so hard? Why do we close ourselves in? Why don’t
Single Mom. It’s a label I never intended to wear. But there it was branded on my chest like the scarlet letter. Some parents were hesitant to have their children play at my home. I couldn’t find a class at church I fit into. It was difficult to find friends my age. I was Single…and
“For fast-acting relief try slowing down” – Lily Tomlin We can GO. GO. GO. with out stopping to take a breath because life is full of expectations. From ourselves and others to DO. DO. DO. Life happens. From one day to the next. Life goes on. Even after hiccups, set-backs, and losses. Life begins with today
I don’t know about you, but for me, the new year always seems to bring with it such promise… …such hope. I always begin my new year with a little tradition; buying a new journal. This year, I have re-committed to healthy living, both body and mind. And my new journal plays an important role
“One generation shall praise Thy works to another, and shall declare Thy mighty acts. On the glorious splendor of Thy majesty, and on Thy wonderful works, I will meditate. And men shall speak of the power of Thine awesome acts; And I will tell of Thy greatness. They shall eagerly utter the memory of Thine
What if, you woke up today with only the things you thanked God for yesterday? OUCH!! I stumbled across this message the other day and it stopped. me. in. my. tracks. Why? Because I had been having a pity-party. It wasn’t fun. really, it was NOT. There was no one at my “party” it was
”Find something you are passionate about, and keep tremendously interested in it.” – Julia Child What are you passionate about? What makes you sigh with contentment even just a little bit? What makes you smile? Our lives are busy. Lately, my life has been busy, really busy. So busy that you know what? I have
This topic has come up a lot lately in my conversations with friends and interactions with others. What in your world “divides” your attention from the people and things that are really important? I’ve been hit over the head with it in a very real way and am sad to say that over the past
People leave “marks” in our lives. This poem touched my heart as I reflected upon the special people I’ve been blessed to know, learn from, grow from. Those who in big ways and in small ways have left me forever changed. May these words mark your heart like they did mine. Because of people like
Is it possible I’m actually invisible? I mused as I sat in the “Old Gym”. Never mind the “New Gym” had been constructed 20 years prior. In a community changing at the speed of icebergs, where I sat would forever be known as the “Old Gym”. I felt where I sat – old, tired, unnoticed.