ETA Needed

There’s actually a reward for being someone who focuses on self, and that’s that everyone around those types of folks expects very little of them. One of the greatest unfairnesses is that the people who hurt others are not the ones who handle the fallout or cleanup - they don’t ever see or experience the…

I Believe

My youngest is eight years old and all throughout this season I’ve been a bit melancholy. I suspect this is the last Christmas where she’ll believe in Santa, and it makes me a little sad. I’m frankly surprised we made it to this age with that magic intact. In years ahead there will still be…

What Spills Out

For every awful thing I can name that's upset our world, there are at least a dozen related things for which to be thankful. For every negative way our lives have been impacted, at least a dozen positives or silver linings. For every mean girl, at least a dozen kind girls. For every disappointment, at…

Compass or Baggage

Love is never ever ever selfish. Love is never present when there are excuses or narratives or explanations. Love does not coexist with those things. Love is black and white in terms of its presence. It's either evident or it is absent. If a person's behavior is selfish, the only love involved is the individual's…

Memories in Light and Dark

Today I am thankful for Facebook's memories feature. I started my day with the memory of finding this photo, taken on the day I learned Audrey was cancer-free. I was, and am still, so grateful I actually have a photo of that day. This picture is one of my reminders that God answers prayers, and…

Freedom

One of the unexpected interesting things about WordPress is the analytics. The countries site visitors are from, and then being able to find and communicate with other people with similar writing styles and interests. These pages are part of my journal and I never thought analytics would be of any importance to me. And yet…

Closet Space

One of the best experiences in the days when your house becomes just yours is that moment when you realize that the closet belongs wholly to you. No sharing. No things hanging haphazardly and with no real organization. Tie racks become scarf organizers. Purses and shoes reside just above their corresponding clothes. The closet is…

One Corner Piece

  Regret and Accountable. These two words have been running around in my head for months. Some days they are louder than others, but their noise is an almost constant hum in the background of my life. I didn't behave inappropriately with someone else, I didn't and don't hide from all the people who might…

Lessons While We Wait

  I witnessed a hit and run last week. In a span of about 40 minutes, I saw slices of the worst of humanity and the best of humanity. The worst was an angry young man, screaming and cursing at the man whose car he hit. The best was a soft spoken older man, determined…