Words & Insights From the Heart
Sunshine gets to be the hero almost always, doesn’t it? I feel pretty much solar-powered. Bright sun and blue skies fuel my best days. That same sun is now the enemy… at least if I want to leave home between 7:15 and 7:30 am. Misfiring mechanical devices always mess with my mood. First-world problems, right?
Recently I shared a message about joy with the women of my church. During college and my young adult years, I graced a stage or two doing skits for one event or another, but never spoke more than a few lines. This time I spoke, spoke, as in, THE speaker. I still cannot believe I
I wonder, if my life ended today, what mysteries would remain for my daughters. We miss out on so much when stories are left untold. My mother died a little more than 5 years ago. My current writing project centers around our relationship. I learned early in the process that she kept many secrets. Why
My preferences include small groups of people, quieter environments, and a complete lack of awkward conversation. Translation: I am a quiet loner. These preferences cause me inner turmoil. I struggle with the issue of wanting to feel seen and valued. How can we have our cake and eat it too in the realm of relationships
Confession time: writing this week gave me trouble. I thought I had a jumping-off place, but it turned out to be more of a curb… not much depth or entertainment value. To the vault I went for something revivable from the past. For the longest time, I considered the post (The Stuff the Roads Wrap