Tag Archives: suffering
Day 260; Footnotes Some Days are Filled With More than We Can Handle Alone
Blank. That is how it seems that many of my recent days have gone. Just time passing, not much going on. I talk with mom. I do some chores. I write or wander outside to take some photographs. Almost mundane … Continue reading
August Sixteenth; In This My Month of Birth, If I Could Ask For a Gift, I Would Request
Lessons in the raindrops. I went to bed last night, or rather this morning as it was just past the stroke of twelve, listening to the sound of rain. Not a heavy, dangerous rain, the slow kind that soaks in … Continue reading
May twelfth; During that Moment of Fear
Between the rain falling outside, the darkness created by the clouds, Molly waking me through the night, and my scare, I’m exhausted and sleepy. Yep, one of those nights. I knew Molly was a bit antsy when I closed her in … Continue reading
Day 126; Footnotes of Can you Hear That??
Can you feel that? How can you not? How can you not feel the cries of the suffering? I sit here, sheltered in a rural area, away from the issues of cities or even the smaller towns. The woods that … Continue reading
Thoughts and Comparisons of Resurrected Life
Life resurrected. I was talking with someone recently that brought back a memory. Well, to be honest, it is one of those things that is never that far away. Waiting behind a closed door, ready the moment the door is … Continue reading
April Second; Thoughts on Good Friday and Sacrifice
The Wind Chimes are being played by a left over Winter wind. My phone moments ago announced that we were under a freeze warning again tonight. Please let this be Winter’s last hurrah as she exits stage left and Spring … Continue reading
Day Forty-seven; Footnotes of a Glorious Day, Not so Glorious Elsewhere
When my son came in from work this evening he finished pulling my wagon of wood onto the front porch. I had loaded it and moved it most of the way, but with how much I had loaded into … Continue reading
Mind and Heart
I’m struggling here. There, I said it, I’m struggling. I’m in the middle of writing my daily share and my mind continuously wanders off down this path my heart keeps following. I find myself staring out the window, watching the … Continue reading
