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I will not lose my song. At 65 I can’t remember where I left my keys, but I can remember every word of a Broadway showtune. Since I was little, I loved to sing. I believe singing is a God gift. God gave me a little body and a big mouth - What can I … Continue reading I Will Not Lose My Song
✅ I’ve always jokingly referred to myself as a cracked pot ✅ Little did I know I’d be shattered ✅ For the past two years, I’ve dealt with the cold, cruel chaos of trauma. ✅ Some of you know...some of you don’t...My love of 40 years chose to walk away from our marriage . … Continue reading Cracked to Shattered…and Back Again
Slowing down a minute to drop this note. In the future I’ll be sharing more about how this Type A “cracked pot” became shattered, but...for today... I want to let you know how I have the power to become new...even at the old age of 65! First...a question: ✅ Is there something missing in your … Continue reading Shattered Pot…Made New
I’ve always been a performer, but not a cheerleader. I was a short little nerdy girl in high school so I gravitated to the stage...not the cheer squad. . I guess I’m a cheerleader at heart, however. Years ago, when I created my one-woman show, “Confessions of a Type A Lady,” I incorporated a … Continue reading Cheering You On
“Of course we’re canceling rehearsals on Valentine’s Day.” He shouted this out flippantly. All the couples in the room laughed a ‘why of course’ laugh and went about their busyness . I stood in my self-made circle, swallowing hard. Quick, drink some water. Pain washed through me with the water. I smiled and nodded … Continue reading It’s gonna be OK
I love the lights in our village park. They represent many gifts of light. The flags shimmer in the light. I’m grateful for our country. The veteran’s statue reflects the light. Thank you, veterans. These lights remind me of all the Village caretakers who light our way Thanks, buddies. A nativity scene shimmers in the … Continue reading Shine Bright!
Even the hard times are not wasted. I’m learning about farming. As I noted in my last article, corn becomes useful when leaves are dried out and heads are bowed. We can be useful when our heads are bowed, too. Today I survey more fall fields. Harvesters still rumble . Fields of husks, stubble and … Continue reading The Remains
I’ve love watching the corn. Corn grew steady and tall, like soldiers guarding country roads. The beautiful green stalks could be a hideout. Once, I climbed in. Nestled there in the whispering row, I found peace. I loved the corn and the tall shelter it provided. But now, it’s harvest time. The harvesters … Continue reading Heads Bowed…Harvest Time
I almost didn’t go. After all, why waste the gas? Besides....I’m sick of crying. Who goes to a cemetery on Labor Day, for goodness sake? I’ll admit I was feeling down. I’ve lost some good friends lately. I was alone at home on a family weekend and life seemed...well, unfair. I made myself go. It’s … Continue reading Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant
God had me in mind when I stumbled onto the message. Pastor talked about getting stuck in our painful places of grief, regret, disappointment, hurt, rejection, and loss. He said God did not create us to get stuck. -Raise your hand if you’ve ever been a prisoner to pain. (My hand is up.) Let me … Continue reading Get out of the Graveyard!
Confessions of a Type A Woman 