If heaven has a front porch, Grandma's probably on it shelling peas and waiting for her sweet baby girl so we can sit and bask in the newborn sun.
Tonight I stared into a mix of Yellowed, redded, oranged hues that Danced before the horizon And wondered, "where do they go?" What happens to the light when it Stumbles out of reach, And leaves me standing, wondering Whispering to the dark - Come back... Does it lose its light or simply Remain intact, yet… Continue reading It’s Beyond Me
At the end of the day you don't hear my prayers for the ones I love who are agonizing over broken hearts. At the end of the day you don't feel my tears brought on by self-inflicted wounds. At the end of the day you don't see the ring with 4 corners where the fighters… Continue reading When the Day Settles
When you love her - go get her.
Yesterday my son taught me yet another valuable lesson. We were sitting quietly on a hill yesterday afternoon waiting for the fireworks to begin. Just the two of us. Out of the blue he said, "Mom, next time lets bring a football." I'd been lost somewhere in my own thoughts and this brought me back… Continue reading Just Get in the Game
So this is what freedom feels like - it feels like the grand finale at the fireworks show in my heart tonight.
What I wouldn't give for an unplugged morning and a long winding walk with the squirrels for companions.
Sometimes I dream, if only on the page, of a Prairie running as far as the eye can see and a Stream - babbling and bouncing over rocks and roots and A sky made just for me Sometimes I flee a rain cloud overhead, all the while Wishing it would softly rain on me; That… Continue reading To the Author Who is Writing Me
I know what's in my mind - fear. I also know what kind of God I serve and what he has promised me. And I'm still gonna stand on his promise.
This is the start of my grandparents 70 year love story. So beautiful!