Tag Archives: comfort
Reminder to “Be Still…”
When you are trying so hard to ignore the words that are causing unintentional hurt. When you hint, but the hints are not recognized. When every word they speak is like a knife driving deeper but you take it because … Continue reading
Memories and Growth
Memories can be an amazing gauge. How far have you come? Have you healed? Have you grown? Have you distanced yourself from the pain you felt back then, whether it was physical, mental or emotional? That is one of the … Continue reading
Facing the Storms
I’ve watched the clouds approaching for a while now. The winds pushing them ever closer, thunder announcing its presence and progress. The winds I am enjoying as it has cooled everything down from the earlier heat. Both of my dogs … Continue reading
March Seventeenth; Remembering And Realizing In the Time Since His Passing
Five years ago, everything earthly was finished. My husband died on March seventh, he was laid to rest on the seventeenth. It took that long to get his body home from Indiana. I was told that it would have taken … Continue reading
March Twelfth; Fear
There is no shame. I knew it was going to happen the minute I saw the weather report. Warnings of severe storms that would come through during the night, left me knowing what was to come, and it was more … Continue reading
March Ninth; When All Is Said and Done
Gentle can be deceiving. I went to bed last night around midnight. It was raining a gentle spring shower type rain, not one of those pounding down summer torrents that always worries me about that drain pipe that runs under … Continue reading
March Seventh; When One Realizes Life’s Journey Isn’t a New Normal
What is normal? How and where do we find it hiding? Or is it actually what ever we are dealing with at the moment, even should it be uncomfortable and unwanted? How do we come to accept that change is … Continue reading
February Eighteenth; When We Realize Where Calm Resides.
There she blows. We knew it was coming as the weather folks had been warning us of the storm’s approach. I made all the preparations that I could just in case. All the while I was hoping that it wouldn’t … Continue reading
Day Forty-eight; Footnotes Not Fear, But Love
The winds are really picking up. The wind chimes on my front porch are playing madly and Molly is trying to hide under my desk. I finally got up and closed the door to outside so she couldn’t hear the … Continue reading
Day346; Footnotes of Signs of Comfort
When that cake of cornbread comes complete with message. I won’t lie, I’ve been struggling. Its the time of year for celebration and joy but for me, even as I tried, joy seemed to be missing. I’ve done the things … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 