Tag Archives: hope
April Seventeenth; Are You Strong?
I’m sitting here staring at that title, and I am contemplating that word, strong. Am I, strong? As I went through the cancer battle, and afterwards, I was told I was strong. Even as most only knew what they saw. … Continue reading
April Fourth; Resurrection Sunday, Imagine if You Will
Resurrection Morn. What a glorious day it is outside my window. The sun is bright, the sky is clear and the temperature is supposed to warm up wonderfully. Feral cats are outside on the steps eating. Two are of the … Continue reading
Quiet Wishes
There were plans discussed. Something that could be shared, that wasn’t. Events and moments that never came to be. Now I know why, now I understand. And I accept, that God knows best.I understand that my purpose, was to fill … Continue reading
March Third; To Bloom Where You are Planted, When it is so Badly Needed
What an absolutely glorious morning it is outside my window. I do believe I hear a hike calling my name. It was suggested that I go without Bella because the last time I went, the near altercation between her and … Continue reading
Is Someone Trying to Tell me Something?
Its taken what seems like forever, but I finally got through all of my email notifications. Most are from the blogs I follow. Every one of them with something to share. Today especially it seems. I lost track of how many … Continue reading
February Eleventh; Thoughts on Weakness
Wait a minute, wait one dog gone minute. Isn’t this supposed to be the month of loved themed writes? How does weakness fit in there? In that movie, a Knight’s Tale, there is a conversation where one character said, “he … Continue reading
February Second, Thinking of Tenderness in a New Way
Ground hog day, in a sense, hasn’t every day for the last year been ground hog’s day? Just as in the movie, we face the same over and over again? The same arguments, the same battles, the same fears? Yesterday, … Continue reading
January Twenty-seventh; Footnotes of the saddened / gladdened heart
I’m sitting here, thinking about my dad, concerned about how he must be feeling. Having his only sister called home, even though we knew it was coming, hurts. Looking down toward their house, all the lights are off so … Continue reading
January Seventeenth; A New Love
Sunday morning, I’ve added wood to the wood stove and the house is regaining its warmth. I have my coffee and I am sitting here in my chair looking out the window at the morning. The sunlight reflecting off clouds … Continue reading
January Ninth; New Friends
What’s wrong with our old friends? Nothing. Old friends, the real friends, are treasures to be cherished. The ones how have been here for us and with us through the most trying of times, should beheld onto. The ones who … Continue reading
