The days repeat, each day bearing resemblance to the one before. In the quiet of my evenings, as the day fades and I prepare for a new one, I think about what the months ahead will bring. I long for change. I wait, not so patiently (though I try), for what has eluded me so … Continue reading I Need a New Adventure
There's always a spark of hope at the end of each year, as I think about what could be around the corner. That has been true for me every year - except in 2019 - funny enough. At the end of each year, as I dream about a New Year, instead of resolutions I don't … Continue reading Hitting the Reset Button: Choosing my “Word” for 2021
The photo below was posted today on Pastor Craig Groeschel's Facebook page. The timing was perfect. I've been working really hard at keeping my mind focused and on what I can control versus the vast world around me that I simply cannot. What can I control? Not much. I can control what I allow to … Continue reading The Battle is Between our Ears
Every year I choose one word for my year {versus resolutions}. This year's word took forever to decide on, but once I did, it became very clear it was the word. But then we all know what a nose dive 2020 took. Straight into the crapper. Between a global pandemic, working from home and feeling … Continue reading Wellness – OneWord 365 Update
I don't like to wonder about the "what-ifs" in life. I have made it my goal to not reach the end of my days with more regrets piled up, than chances taken. While the road hasn't been straight & I've crashed and burned a few times, I would rather live fully & dream big, then … Continue reading Live well. Be well.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on … Continue reading New Year. Not New You?
October 2015, a little guy hung around at work, for a week or so. On Wednesday of that week, he "helped" me work. He sat on my lap, we hung out with friends, and then he played with my calculator & drew with my pens. He feel asleep there at my desk, in my arms, … Continue reading Foster Care Adventures – Part Two
