I haven’t done a lot of writing lately, not because I don’t have anything to say or because I’m not thinking deeply about what this unprecedented Pandemic is bringing to the surface in my life.
It’s just that every time I sit down to pen some thoughts, I sense that there is so much that has already been stated and so I don’t want to repeat what many others are already realizing.
Read MoreI fell asleep at 7:30 p.m. on a Saturday night. My husband and two boys were away on a weekend hunting trip and I’m guessing my early retirement was in some way inspired by the cooler temperatures outside, encouraging me to settle in bed under a warm blanket.
Read MoreA few nights ago I attended an event that ran really late and when I finally got home the house was dark and still. I began to put my things away before heading upstairs when something caught my eye.
Read MoreHe asked me if I needed anything else.
This husband of many years, fair share of struggles and brilliant celebrations.
Read MoreI could tell that she had a lot to say, but she hesitated.
Shame shuts her mouth and demands that she hold back the weighty words on her heart.
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