The Ants Go Marching

As an older woman whose children have all reached adulthood and live on their own, I am often reminded of how difficult it is being a Mom. As I read some of my younger friend’s Facebook posts, I wish I could make their journey easier, but in all honesty, even the best of parents experience their times of frustration and agony. I was far from a perfect Mom and there were days when I just wanted to throw in the towel or lock myself in the bathroom and throw a temper tantrum, kicking and screaming like a toddler (oh wait, I really did that!). Continue reading “The Ants Go Marching”

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Heartaches and Hope

If you have lived any time at all, you already know that in this life bad things happen.  No matter who you are, or where you live, or what you do, at some point pain and heartache will touch your life. Whether you are rich or poor, young or old, male or female, you are not exempt from this thing we call life.

sorrow 1Sometimes days are just hard. The heartache that comes seems unbearable. Continue reading “Heartaches and Hope”

A House Is Not a Home

I have old run down houseto say I love watching “Fixer Upper.”  It is absolutely one of my favorite shows.  Watching Chip and Joanna take an old, tired house and turn it into a thing of beauty is truly fun. I think one of the reasons I love the show so much is because growing up, we lived in some of those old, tired houses–only we never got to fix them up.  I wish I had pictures to share of some of the many places we lived. But alas, our house burned down when I was in college, and there are no childhood home pictures.  But I had two favorites. Continue reading “A House Is Not a Home”

The Journey

There is no doubt in my mind that life is a journey. Sometimes the journey takes us to wonderful, beautiful places, and other times we tread on ground that is rocky and full of pitfalls. Occasionally we are blessed to meet some of the most awesome people in the world, and other times we meet people who make us question how bad a human can get. It is on this adventure called life that we often question who we are and what our purpose is.

I feel like I have been on a thousand journeys during this life, with twists and turns where I least expect them. Continue reading “The Journey”

The Great Lie–the truth about my own insecurity

thNot long ago someone told me I was one of the most self-confident people she knew.  I was stunned when she said that, because in all honesty, I question who I am all the time. I constantly want reassurance that what I am doing is okay–that I am okay. As a matter of fact–I am a great liar. I guess I hide it well that I am one of the most insecure people I know. Continue reading “The Great Lie–the truth about my own insecurity”

The Meanderings of an Extrovert on the Introverts

This week is my annual get away for a writer’s retreat.  I find myself looking forward to it each year.  It is a time when a group of my friends who love to write gather together in solitude. I know that does not make much sense–but in actuality we each have our own room where we write to our heart’s content and only come together for an evening meal. Some of us are night owls and some are early birds. The flexibility of only coming together for dinner allows us the freedom to work in our own time frames.

My friends (who are all introvBasic RGBerts) are great at getting right to business and accomplishing many of their goals during the week.  They write goals and state their BHAG (big, hairy, audacious goal). They are good at eating frogs. Which means they get the hard things done first and then  focus on the rest of the things they want to do.

And then, there is me–the one and only extrovert in the group. Continue reading “The Meanderings of an Extrovert on the Introverts”

Cast Your Bread Upon the Waters

Cast Your Bread upon the Waters

I have been going through the daunting task of selling my home. Literally, months of preparation have taken place. The house was suffering from years of neglect simply because financially things have been difficult for me, especially since my husband’s death six years ago. The interior was dark with dark brown doors on all of the rooms, a tired kitchen and gold and blue bathrooms. The exterior? Well, that is a long, complicated story. Suffice it to say, in this house every time I turned around, some new issue had reared its ugly head. But this is where I can truly say, God is in control. Continue reading “Cast Your Bread Upon the Waters”

Complexities of Motherhood

IMG_3833Mother’s Day is officially here and I must say I have been dreading it this year. It will be the first year with Mom gone. It is hard to believe it has been since October 27, 2015, that she drew her last breath and was ushered to the arms of Jesus. She is in a great place, reunited with Dad and the sister I never met.

My mom was a complicated, complex, and extremely intelligent woman. Continue reading “Complexities of Motherhood”