When people tell me I’ll be “okay”…
okay::
satisfactory but not exceptionally or especially good.
Yeah, I’ll be okay.
moving
Holidays are the Hardest
Yesterday was my favorite holiday of the year. Well, it “used” to be my favorite. We’ll see if it still remains…
It’s funny: I’ve ALWAYS loved the Fourth of July, but somewhere along the way, it became my favorite because of the firework shows and being with ALL my kids…two things I didn’t have this year, but when I thought about it, I didn’t have those last year, either.
As most of you know, moving to Texas “traumatized” me for a little while, and one of the traumatizing things was Continue reading
Traveling Mercy
I feel like no one warned me…
the packing,
the getting rid of stuff,
the drive,
the move,
or maybe I didn’t listen. Continue reading
Mostly Frustration
Moving and packing brings out a lot of emojis.
“Moving Boxes”
if I had time to write
I’d cry
if I had time to cry
I’d write
Goodbyes
I used to think starting a business was the hardest thing I’d ever done, but now I know, it’s leaving my son.
“My May”
this is the month
when everything changes
this is the month
of old and new
it’s NOW
that time speeds up
my walls will be empty
the furniture…gone
things packed up Continue reading
“Every Last Time”
a friend
a bond
a closeness
moving on Continue reading
“Background Music”
right now
I share a room with
my kids
so as I read
my bible
I hear their breathing
of deep sleep
I’ll miss that
different rooms
different state
different normals
but my excitement
overrides
the missing
I’m so excited
to be in this
new chapter
this new book
pages lined with
love
adventure
discovery
will people miss
the struggling
the loneliness
the barely-making-it
words
there’s no telling
some like to read about
pain
some like to read about
love
some
don’t see a difference
every day
is only the beginning
of what you make of it
