a collection of writings about truth and life to inspire, encourage and comfort the human soul
Here you will find short memoir essays.
My firstborn is living his first year in college and I am so proud of him, but being a parent feels complicated to me right now. I feel like our relationship is lacking in all the ways I begged God it wouldn't . I used to pray regularly for God to make me the mother this child needs me to be. It may be time to trust the process, trust the prayer and trust the God who hears me.
For children the world can be a place of adventure or a place of fear and uncertainty, and most often a little of both.
What drawing people has taught me Lesson 1: Don’t underestimate the power of a tool. The tools I use are important in creating. Tools are extensions for peoples hands. When my hands and fingers aren't able to change an outcome, I need a tool. Tools produce change. I want to learn what the right tools … Continue reading 10 Life lessons from my pencil
This virus which causes us to cover our faces, and hide in our rooms seems a little bi-polar to me. It's providing the world right now, with both the antagonist and protagonist of the story, the hero in some ways and the villain in other ways. I suppose it depends on who you speak to? … Continue reading How Will Corona Effect You?
My voice is my pictures, spoken with my pencil, my ideas , thoughts and beliefs spilling wildly over my paper, creating and forming and bringing something, and more often someone back to life.
Letting go of your kids Today with millions (maybe thousands) of other parents across new England , I sent my two teenagers off to the first day of school, although I didn't really send them, they just go now. And I exhaled. Many years ago I would be anxious sending them off, now I rest. … Continue reading saying goodbye to summer
Oh those words. I have such a bitter sweet feeling when the spin instructor says that. because riding the bike from the saddle is just harder and it burns. As hard as it is, what I realize when I'm pushing the limits of physical endurance is this: I am thirsty. I drink a lot of … Continue reading Back in the Saddle…
My Father has decided to sell our family home; the house of our childhood, my cocoon. I’m at the time in life where adult children witness parents moving on.
Lessons from an Eggplant Does skin matter? Nana told me to peel the eggplant, slice it thinly, the long way, soak it in salt water, and then pat dry before dipping it in flour and frying. So I did. I did everything the way Nana told me...the first time I made it, and it came … Continue reading Its all Relevant
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