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Seasons Changing
November in northern Texas is a time of transitions. We have gone from weeks of days over 100 degrees to a rainy, windswept vista. In some ways it’s refreshing. It’s fireplace and chiminea weather! Much of my life this year has been in transition. At first I dug my heels in, not wanting what I knew deep in my heart was the proper and even blessed course of action. Now, as I sit at my desk on a blustery autumn day – I know the sun is shining, even though I don’t see it clearly. My vision is blocked by a very persistent blanket of rolling clouds. Ah! How like…
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Missing and a Smile
I know it’s not the date – but it is the day. Two years. Last night I had a hard time sleeping, thinking back on what happened two years ago. One day here, and the next you were gone. Mom – I miss you. Then, as I lay there in the dark listening to Sammy sigh in her sleep, I thought about how fantastic a gift is life. How beautiful – in spite of the occasional difficulties and challenges. Even better, because of God’s Great Gift, it is eternal. So, as I think of Mom and Dad, I realize that just because I can’t see them right now, doesn’t mean…
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Surprised
It’s been a while since I’ve written. So much has happened, I almost don’t know where to begin. I guess I’ll start with the Source. Today, as I sat in my backyard listening to the birds, the sun was just starting to creep over the horizon. It was glorious. I’m glad I didn’t miss it. tried to sleep in – but no dice. It was peaceful and the sense of gratitude filled my heart. I have an active imagination. However, I did not anticipate this. So many pieces came together so fast it nearly takes my breath away. The job. The move. The house. The yard. The music. The GRILL!…
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Roots in the Ground
I love trees. I love watching them go through the seasons – how their leaves and limbs change with the weather. How they spring back to life and blossom after the cool of the winter. How each one is slightly different, even when they are the same variety. When I was little, I used to think the wind was generated by the trees themselves, and that was how they spoke to each other. Wind language. I was fascinated watching the wind start in one place and roll to the tree after tree. The joys of living on a farm, I guess. There are still moments of fancy when I think…
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Walk Forward
There are moments when the challenges of life seem pretty complex. Overwhelming. Daunting. Even a little scary. The question is – what to do next? As I sit here on a quiet Saturday morning, typing on my Surface, the answer seems incredibly simple. Just walk forward a step at a time. Life is a lot like walking. Balance is required. And, the other thing is it’s pretty difficult (if not impossible!) to make good progress if I am looking backward. Yesterday I realized I was digging in my heels and feeling a tremendous resistance to the change I knew was on the horizon. I talk a good game. I can…
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Mother’s Day Questions
It was a calendar event I used to dread. Mother’s Day…a day filled with sentiment, blessings, and perhaps for some compounded and needle-sharp grief. Thankfully, I have harmonized the dissonant notes and come to some very positive conclusions and want to share them. Because I feel very strongly about this, I’m posting it now. Maybe there is only one other person who might be encouraged by this – who knows? Maybe there are more… Are You A Mother? Hug your child or children, if they are close. If not, call and tell them that you love them. One day, one of you might be separated from this life, and I…
