First, this is not a political post or commentary. That would be breaking one of my Daddy's major rules for life--do not talk about politics in general company. If you know me at all, you know I try not to ever disappoint my Daddy--or my Mama for that matter--even still. I try to give them… Continue reading The Sign on the Path Oft Taken
Tag: seeking peace and comfort
A Few Minutes in the Dark
Yesterday morning I woke up to the sound of my cell phone vibrating repetitively against my bedside table. I barely had the time to pick it up and read that there was a tornado warning issued before the tornado siren a few miles away started going off. It was startling to wake up that way,… Continue reading A Few Minutes in the Dark
“…..with every Christmas card I write…..”
On our way home this evening, the song "White Christmas" came on the radio. Aub and Cooter were in the car with me, as I was humming along without really thinking about the song. The song continued, and the lyrics played: "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas with every Christmas card I write May your… Continue reading “…..with every Christmas card I write…..”
Sometimes They’re the Words I Need to Hear
So when someone is having a hard time, feeling broken, lost, alone, worried, upset, anxious, and you don't know what to say-- silence is okay. Sitting right there next to them and saying nothing is okay. But you know what else is okay? Saying, "It will be okay." Because sometimes whether it will be all… Continue reading Sometimes They’re the Words I Need to Hear
Maybe I Should Wear a Cone of Shame
I don't know that I've ever had a Monday so stereotypical as this past Monday. You know, one where you'd really rather just pull the covers up over your head and go back to sleep? Yeah. That was my morning. Between me and Miss Sophie, we stayed in the road for appointments. One in… Continue reading Maybe I Should Wear a Cone of Shame
Still Squaring Up…..Thirty Years Later
There has a been a lot of pain and joy and violence and heartbreak and celebration and divisiveness and reunification in the past two weeks. Almost more than I can begin to take in and really wrap my brain around. It has me feeling a bit discombobulated frankly. Or maybe that's the headache. This afternoon… Continue reading Still Squaring Up…..Thirty Years Later
Order in the Chaos
In the midst of a week of realizing, once again, just how much is out of my control, I tried to keep my hands busy. If my hands were busy, maybe I would focus on the task at hand instead of my heart hurting or the troubles of my friends and family. Or not. But… Continue reading Order in the Chaos
Bypassing the Short Cut to Find the Sacred
My little people (and maybe some of the big ones too) living with me have been known to fix themselves a glass of water and then leave it half-full sitting on the counter. Or an end table. Or bedside table. Anyone else deal with this? I finally made peace with this "wasting" of the water… Continue reading Bypassing the Short Cut to Find the Sacred
Pancakes for Supper
There's a lot of hurting and pain in the world. Just in case you weren't already aware. And sometimes people respond to that hurt and pain with a whole lot of anger and pointing fingers and insisting that people who are speaking against what they believe need to be condemned. They point at them and… Continue reading Pancakes for Supper
Hopeful
Click, click, click. I heard the clicking of her paws against the floor as I went into the kitchen to fix lunch for me and the littles. Miss Sophie followed at a close pace. It's become so much a part of my everyday that I hardly even notice she does it. I account for her… Continue reading Hopeful
I Might Need A Nap 