Room to Breathe
It is difficult to write about blessings in the midst of tragedy. I’ve fought with with my words for this piece and three others all morning, searching for a way to reconcile the half-written drafts with the fresh feelings of sadness that have taken residence in my heart this morning after news of the suspected terrorist…
At the End of the Day
What was I thinking when I said I’d write this post? I’m not even sure how I ended up being the supplier of the prompt except by accident. One minute I said I’m probably not writing about this, and the next thing I knew, Kristi said “will you” and I love her, so I said…
Kitchen Healing
“What’s for dinner?” I asked, mounting the yellow Cosco stool in the corner of the kitchen. “Tuna casserole. Bad day?” chop chop She always knew. “Yeah.” “You’ll have more.” Her eyes never left the cutting board, but her attention was fully on me. I felt tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat. “I…
Start With Thankfulness
How often do you think, “I don’t know where to start…”? I find myself there often. I am very good at over-planning and under-estimating how long it will actually take to execute my plans. It’s something I know about myself, and even though I work to strike a more reasonable balance, I’m still learning. My…
We Contain Multitudes – Open Thought Vortex
When you consider the word heritage, what comes to mind? Ancestry research and registries? Family photographs? Cultural traditions? For me, heritage is about more than where we came from or the people who lived before us. Heritage is about who we were yesterday…who we are right now…and who we are yet to become. It is about…
TToT – A Month of Progress
Hello! It’s good to see you here! I know I’ve been sort of quiet on these pages – and around the online world in general – for most of this month. I’ve been working on some projects and doing some shifting of focus and priorities. One of those shifts includes not spending time online during the…
Fruitful Blessings
He watched his wife dress, her navel peeking from beneath a camisole and between stretch marks as she reached above her head to fix her hair. That small, intimate part of her reminded him how he worked to know her, to break through the rough, vibrant skin and bitter layers of pith surrounding the most…
TToT – Bright Sides and Fresh Starts
Today has not started off very well. All manner of things have gone other than my ideal plan, right up to and including the part where I just moments ago spilled coffee on myself and my desk. So now I need a clean shirt already and it’s not even lunchtime yet. But on the bright side,…
TToT – Breathing Space
I can breathe. Seems obvious, right? But no. Ever since we all had the flu back in mid-February, I have been unable to breathe well for one reason or another – upper respiratory congestion, lower respiratory congestion, whatever. Over-the-counter nasal spray has become my close companion, but while it provides blessed and instant relief, that…
TToT – Welcome, Spring. I guess.
I’d love to tell you that I feel happy and light this first day of spring. But huge piles of snow and ice outside make that whole “happy spring” thing kind of hard to digest. To tell you the truth, I don’t really feel like writing this post at all. I’m restless and irritable for…