Tag: family

If We Will…

Half of this year is gone. A year called 2020 that cleverly was touted as 20/20 – as in vision. I think we were blind. The year is a blur even though it is void of so many of life’s normals. It has been…

EVERY One…

Hard – that’s all there is to it. Our world is in such turmoil. Here in America we’re (once again) tearing ourselves apart. The headlines revolve around a man who died – his family and friends despondent – and the lives of the policemen…

Living Now…

Day to day life is a bit different lately. A lot more thought given to running a quick errand, and here in Florida, no more beach trips for the time being – or any fun places for that matter. But the living is a…

What Next?

I woke up early (too early) recently and found my mind drifting to insignificant things and becoming irritated easily. Getting up, I sat in the dark – and though it took a while, I figured it out. Anxiety. Whether it’s corona virus or our…

Just Ask…

When I was young I was teased a lot about being quiet. I came to truly dislike the ‘cat got your tongue’ phrase. I was a listener. I prefer the intimacy of relationships. There would be friends and family alike who would be surprised…

A Day of Giving…

So here in America we set aside a day every November and call it Thanksgiving. Lots of big meals are prepared, shared from soup kitchens to lush mansion tables. Some bow heads and actually give thanks – to the One who has provided. While…

Do Everything…

You can learn a lot from a two year old – about being brave, about trying. I’m not one who likes to try new things. I like the routine of life. Sure, a vacation here and there. But don’t talk to me about eating…

New Kid…

Remember being the new kid? So uncomfortable – lonely. Wondering if we will ever fit in. I’ve thought long and hard about borders. Volleying back in forth – thoughts like how can we sustain this and what can we do to help. Then I…

In Between…

1938-2011, July 23-27, choose a span of time. Notice the commonality: the hyphen. From point a to point b. A dash, in time. We live here in between. Between our first breath on earth and our last. Time here never seems long enough. Mortality…

Great Expectations…

Sometimes great things aren’t pretty but they’re still what’s best. I have a friend who signs her emails and notes with her name and then: ‘Expecting Great Things’. Not because she wishes them, not because she deserves them, not because she has it all….

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