I took a wrong turn is all. I’m known for that. How many times, I wonder, have I heard my kids from the back seat. “Mama? Are we lost again?” We laugh about it still. Because it happens still. And always, I say…..”God? You know where I am. Point the way back?” I know. …
I’m up early on this Valentine’s Day, been up for quite awhile, thoughts swirling around my head like little helicopters. Not the traditional Valentine thoughts. I don’t have one. Not a man one, at least. I’m not good at man valentines. I know this because they tell me so. By leaving; by choosing others. …
I sit here in the semi warmth of my kitchen; because it is 150 years old with seepy cold windows that make me open my oven door and turn it to 400, just to create that semi warmth. I found this picture, posted a year ago today when things looked promising for a new relationship, …
I’m typing this all by myself from my brand new platform that, save for my girl, would not be happening because all things techno make me get all sweaty. In fact, after I get done typing this she will then show me how to add to it because I have this irrational fear that if …
Up in the early hours. Thinking about Easter. It’s soon for that kind of thing, I know, but the warmth the past two days, the searching my heart, the pain and the purpose of it, points me to that hope and I love it so much. Was a time when pain caused me to question …