✅ 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
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Cheering You On
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
It’s gonna be OK
“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
The Remains
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
Heads Bowed…Harvest Time
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
Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant
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
Get out of the Graveyard!
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!
Freedom
There’s lots of talk about freedom these days. I’m so grateful for the freedoms I enjoy. But, in today’s culture, it seems the race to be “free” of all restraints is also rampant. Many don’t want to conform to any constraining morals, values or beliefs. That, to me, is the best way to become trapped. … Continue reading Freedom
Beautiful Things Can Grow in Hard Places
Beautiful things can grow in hard places. I’ve planted Cornflowers (some call them “Bachelor Buttons”) in all my gardens. I plant the seeds in designated flowerbeds. No matter where I plant the seeds, however, the cornflowers refuse to grow in my gardens. The little blue buds of cornflowers always turn up in the hard places, … Continue reading Beautiful Things Can Grow in Hard Places
Seasons: FALL
I’m writing about seasons. I’m writing about ghosts. This is the first in a series. Indian Summer Saturday blossomed on our farm hilltop. Gold flickered up from the bristling corn stalks. They crackled and shimmered in the breeze. It was a glorious day. We were working. The barn was dreary and dusty. We had to … Continue reading Seasons: FALL