For me, it’s easy to let go of the past, but when someone dear to me “catches” it and throws it back at me, THAT’s the hard part and that’s when I crumble.
Well, this is one of those writing moments when I hope it’s private, meaning I hope no one I know face to face will ever read it, so it may seem strange for me to write it, but if I don’t let out what’s going on inside of me, I’m afraid I might drown in tears, so here’s to taking a risk. Continue reading
December fourth, two thousand and sixteen…a day I’ll never forget.
It was a Friday, and I’d woken up from a bad dream. If I remember correctly, I woke up crying, and it turned out to be one of the most depressing mornings I’d had, and to top it all off, I felt a cold coming on.
You see, during that time, everything was so unsure: the business, my income, our groceries, etc., and the next day, I was scheduled to have a booth at the Rock and had some mixed emotions about THAT. Anyway, it was a tough morning, but I made it through by writing.
If you visit my website, you’ll find a calendar with daily writings. I believe the fourth was some of my darkest thoughts, but by the afternoon, I felt much better, and then, Katie came in.
She said, “Mom, I have something to tell you. I’m pregnant.” Continue reading
the inner course
of sex
has its way
of taking a chance
with conception
it doesn’t wait to see
if the couple is in love
it doesn’t wait to see
if they’re married
it doesn’t wait to see
what their dreams are
no
this chance takes
a risk
without asking
maybe leaving one
with a choice
to keep it
or not
there’s an easy way out
thinking of self
and no one else
but it’s the harder way
a decision to bring forth life
or cause death
a chance to promote destiny
or distinguish it
a wait in the mind
a weight in the heart
who will win
that moment in worship
when you realize
love comes from within Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 