I’ve taken the plunge and joined a writer’s guild. A month and half later, after interacting with other writers, I realize that the childhood dream of writing stories was one that I’d set aside and buried deep in the “maybe someday” box. But the dream is awakening. I’m uncovering the treasure box of buried passion and desire to write the…
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When you are drowning in life’s painful cyclones
The second month of this New Year is behind us and the days continue to slip by. There are many things I’m thankful for – things that went well and then … sigh… things that could have been different. I found myself following the same painful cycles – habit patterns that I had so wanted to leave in the old…
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Remembering Bob
I’ve been thinking about Bob on this leap year day. Bob is my husband’s dad, and it would have been his 76th birthday today. I only met Bob once but I still think about some of the things he told me about his son, now my husband. He told me how he took Jimmie hunting once and that as they…
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The Kindness of Strangers
Nothing happens by accident, I believe. God is weaving our life stories in ways that we may not fully understand here on earth. I visited a dear, 95-year old lady this week, and we had cake and coffee in her small apartment. She reminded me of another sweet, dear lady named Pani Vera we met two years ago in the…
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Life is Art
My cousin, who lives in Peru, is slowly going blind and yet he still paints. This is a painting he did for me years ago. I added the caption. I’m praying God heals his heart and eyes.
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