I have a question for you

Dear sisters,

I have no introduction, no explanation except that I feel so very strongly that I am to share this with you, this heart cry that just came pouring out tonight.

This is for you…

Do you know Him? Continue reading

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The gift of Grace

was scrambling this week. There was just too much kids and too little me.

Mom,  I pleaded on the phone,  I’m not going to make it to pick up Alex from dance. Can you grab her? I’m stuck in Pasadena picking up Brooke. 

She saved the day, grabbing my youngest and bringing her home. We had arrived home at about the same time.  I gave my youngest a quick squeeze and then turned to give my mama a “you totally saved me today” gi-normous hug.

“Oh honey, I love your hair, ” my mom gushed. Continue reading

LOVE in all caps. Love deserves that.

This post was from a year ago… it just popped up on my Facebook page and I can honestly say, dear sisters, that it speaks to me even more now.

Yep…  I said to myself, as I finished reading the passage below,  I couldn’t agree more. 

It’s a funny things when your words from the past sooth your heart as if written by someone else.  I suppose that is when we realize, dear sisters, that they were His thoughts and not just our own.  May this post comfort your heart today.

 

My divorce was final in January 2011.

My biggest fear at that time was that I would have to wait. I was in so much pain that I just wanted to find something- someone- who was good. A fit. Just for me.

I used to beg God, Can you just let me know how long it’s going to be, so I can prepare myself. I mean, if I am going to be sixty, I am okay with that, I just need to know. Yeah, right. As if I would really be okay with being alone until I was sixty. Sometimes we just want to know. It’s the not knowing- the unknown- that is so terribly difficult. Continue reading

When the soap just won’t come out

I caught myself today…

it was quite funny. I had just finished my workout and I had gone into the women’s restroom to umm, use it, and while I was in there my mind was just kinda wandering.

Does that ever happen? Like you are there, your body is there, but you are not? I hate it when I catch myself doing this, because usually I am so not there that I look like a half crazy woman having a conversion with absolutely no one.  I hate that!

So I was gone. I went through the motions, my mind still working out some stuff that I was dealing with in therapy the day before. Continue reading

My son’s response

In case you think this is going to be one of those posts about my amazing kid that cheered me on and texted all his friends to say how proud he was of me… it’s not.

In case you think that I am about to paint a picture of a kid that, bless his heart, was so tender and “Jesus-like” that it made the rest of us want to vomit… you’re in luck.

This is not that post.  Continue reading

Mom, what’s wrong with the bunny?

“Mom, what’s wrong with the bunny”….

One of my favorite stories from my crazy childhood. By the time my youngest sister joined our family life was already in full swing. As if five children was not enough madness my parents bought us bunnies one Easter, which us three older girls were delighted to baby.

So when my very active- like bounce off the walls active- brother “accidentally” killed my sister’s bunny while she was at school…. Continue reading