I have mentioned in my previous posts that I love the idea of a clean canvas. The symbol for starting new and fresh. Not trying to fix a picture already drawn. No, being able to start again. A big element I realize God wants to instill in me in 2018 is: The FREEDOM To Live. … Continue reading Freedom to Live
Dalene Reyburn wrote a blog a while ago. The heading of the blog was: Dear Special Needs Parent: I see you … Those words hit me like a fist in the gut. Who knew? Someone sees me and acknowledges me. Today I’d like to say: Dearest parent of your amazing ADHD child … I see … Continue reading The Secret Struggles of an ADHD Parent
Every in-between season, life starts dripping out of me. I can’t tell you exactly what is happening to me then. I just usually know that one extra step is going to be too much. I need a break, I have to gather thoughts, do something just for myself and “smell the roses”…or have coffee with my book … Continue reading An Ode To Our Husbands
It seems to me that all of us walk around with a specific burden. This burden? It is the responsibility we think that we have to cause our lives to run in a way that would be perfect or as wonderful as we have always dreamed.
These weird and wonderful lives we have been born into often confuse us, ignite us, crush us and flow like waves over us. We cannot escape it, we have to live it. It is our gift and our cross.
Because see ... no one will ever answer a switchboard again, like you do. Whether you data capture or change diapers. Whether you top manage a company, or sweep the floor. Whether you clean your house, or skill fully guide your children through school. Your daily task adds significance.
Does the title of this blog triggers something in you? A sense of urgency? A sense of helplessness, or even fear? If you would ask anyone around you what they would consider as their ideal day? I am willing to bet that many will reply with a need for more time. People need time for … Continue reading Time … tick tock …tick tock
Today I had the privilege to go to the gym. To try and breathe away all the thoughts in my head about kids, work, friends, my self discovery.
Introverts. Yes, the quiet bunch. You love them, but o how they can confuse you. “If she would just say something!” I imagine people think at times.
These few words has enormous significance for me now, actually for since I can remember.