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In an Impulsive, Immediate Gratification Seeking Culture. . . I Will Wait

God closed a door.  And I didn't like it.  He'd already slammed the door in other ways in our lives.  This felt like it was just the last straw.  I vacillated between anger and trying to trust.  Leaning on what I know. . . not on what I feel.  Those are hard things.  This world throws things into our pathway.  At each turn; we choose.  We can step into grace.  Seeking wisdom in the walk.  Trusting in a plan held by a Divine Creator.  Or we can let this world drag us down.  Bitterness and anger seep in.  I started ... View Post

Happy Birthday From Your Little Girl

He holds my hand.  The hand that is still strong.  Yet works no more.  I look at him.  This man that gave me life.  This man that has been my confidant, advocate, role model and father.  I gaze into his eyes.  He's still so handsome.  He smiles and kisses me.  He's happy.  Content.  He knows no pain or ache.  I say, "Let's walk for a bit." He shuffles.  Reminders for him to pick up his feet.  I bristle.  This once fiercely independent, stubborn man. . . shuffles.  I choke back the sobs that ... View Post

Learning From Wandering Cows

My farmer brings the cows back to the field.  They have been wandering.  Stepping over fences.  Moving outside their boundaries.  It's not the first time.  This group pushes and tests the boundaries.  Repeatedly.  My farmer calls to them.  They know him, and hear his voice.  He leads them back to safety.  We are like those frisky heifers.  We're eager to see what is just beyond.  To feel there is more; just beyond our reach.  The boundaries; set to protect us.  Protect us from ... View Post

An Empty Bed

He didn't come home that night.  His bed was empty.  Last night she didn't come home.  Her bed was empty.  It's been 25 months since I have seen that  red headed boy of mine.  2 years and 1 month.  And how my heart still aches.  Somehow times marches on.  In some ways I am stuck.  And will always be.  On July, 28, 2013.  A piece of my heart that remains, there.  She, on the other hand.  Has flown the nest.  Spreading her wings.  We moved her into her dorm room.  So much ahead of ... View Post

She Wore Her Brother’s Cap and Gown

She wore her brothers cap and gown.  The same cap he threw into the air, 2 years ago.  The same cap I asked him to go back in to get.  It was unique.  He would be able to find it.  I just wanted that cap. The cap and gown I would display at his wake just 40 days later.  She wrapped herself in his gown.   And wore his cap.  She walked to the tune of  graduation, hope and future wrapped in his gown.  The cap, forever announcing 2013.  The year everything changed.   With out so much as a deep breathe ... View Post