The other night, I blew up at Nathan. Since then, I’ve wanted to write about it. I’m not going to go into a lot of detail because it’s not about me or Nathan. No, it’s about reactions…MY reactions.
Well, I wasn’t going to go into detail, but I’m finding myself “stuck” without it, so here we go. Continue reading
some things
too deep to mention
as a mother
as a woman
as a person
too personal
to touch
every tear
too heavy
every breath
an unspoken prayer
in the cold
they’re seen
as heaven hears
and God responds
there’s hope
the heart will hear
My favorite moment from Christmas Day: Scott and Katie were sitting on the couch, working on her laptop, and Kyle, Carolyn, and Nathan were playing with Nerf guns in the house, laughing, getting along so well, and I was washing dishes, listening to it all, smiling.
🎄❤️😂❤️😂❤️🎄
On Christmas, my home was overflowing with love and laughter, as it usually is.
He never stops
to wonder why
you don’t worry
every day
I believe
every day
I worship
every day
I love
every day
I talk with Him
every day’s
like Christmas
certain days
are free from worry
which every day
should be
it’s easy not to worry
when you have
but not to worry
when you’re without…
thankful
for what I have
thankful
for what I don’t have
worry attacks
passion
struggle attacks
dreams
the road that ends
seems tempting
but when you’re soaring
roads don’t matter
what matters
is your wingspan
not your footprints
a silent voice
unspoken in the womb
growing without control
expecting to live
until
I haven’t been writing because I’ve been sick.
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