Tag: loving
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Shards…
I often wondered how many of us are walking around with shards in our hearts that we simply can’t talk about because it just hurts too much. I understand that pain. I am learning to soften the scars left behind by the shards that ripped through my heart. I am…
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Digital Fatigue…
Several days ago I was asked to join some girlfriends on Zoom to “just talk” and I took a hard pass. I thought I’d never say this, but I am officially experiencing digital fatigue. Everything that I must access is currently found on the Information Highway otherwise known as the…
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It’s the little things…that adds up!
Dearest Robert, Tomorrow, February 5th, we will celebrate our 26th wedding anniversary. The moment we cried (well I think you cried more than I did) and said I do to each other. And with that being said I want to say the following… Thank you for asking me to be…
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Garage Sale…
“Don’t accumulate possessions; accumulate experiences – Mark Batterson Have you walked up to a garage sale or estate sale and wondered how much the homeowner must have “loved” these items, and now here they are laid out on a table going for just a few bucks? I often wonder did…
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My heart grew twice…
Paul was barely a few days old. Due to being a premie, he was not allowed to be out of the NICU for very long, and I wanted Rob to meet and hold his baby brother. As I gently placed Paul in Rob’s arms, I asked him, “how do you feel?”…
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Take off the mask…
Depression: “feelings of severe despondency and dejection.” I was depressed, and I didn’t even know it. I never liked the word “depressed.” I said I was at peace, but I was actually numb – The hurt was so grave I didn’t know what else to do but to mask it…
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Living Ready…
These past few weeks I have reflected deeply on one simple theme – Am I living ready? It seems we live ready for the next job, the next relationship, the next opportunity to seize the moment. We want to take on the world, become the next big star, influencer,…
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The Measure of a Man
We met 25 years ago. I was broken, and he was whole. We married and built a life together that was nothing but unconventional. Through it all he is consistent. His character is consistent His temper is consistent His commitment to our family is consistent When we met, I…
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Wonder Woman….
As a child, I have always loved Wonder Woman. I have countless images dressed like her! There was no one like Lynda Carter and her twirl and gold cuffs. Now as we walk into this new generation of Wonder Woman -I have come to understand and believe that … We…
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The “Burden of Eve”
Burden – (1) a load, especially a heavy one. (Thesaurus) encumbrance, strain, care, problem, worry, difficulty, trouble, millstone; responsibility, charge, duty, obligation, liability. During a conversation I was having with my soul friend, I remember telling her … “We must speak life and not death into our husbands, into our circumstances,…
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He’s not broken…
This week I struggled… You see the senseless tragedy of Wednesday, February 14, 2018, known as Valentine’s Day and the celebration of Ash Wednesday for Catholics and Christians around the world, is now a date where countless of families will remember the loss of their child, their loved one. The irony…
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The older I get……the less I need…
This past year I have experienced loss, and with each loss, I have sat still to ponder…what do I need. I realized I needed less of everything and more of anything! Fewer bags, shoes, clothes…these are things that can’t love you back. I needed more of human connection. I needed more…
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Mrs. Dash got it right….about race!
I don’t have a law degree, nor am I a political pundit (though some of my friends say I am), but what I am is a human being with a heart…and my heart is broken. The events that occurred this weekend prompted another teachable moment for our family. In the…
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Relationships…they’re complicated..but they are necessary!
Have you ever met someone and thought, where have you been all my life? Or say, I am so glad that you are a part of my life and I couldn’t do this without you. Folks come into your life, sit at your table, break bread, and then BAM! They…
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She’s my friend…with no judgment, I think!
Growing up my mom had a very best friend…her name was Mery. They couldn’t be more different. My mom liked fancy things, Mery was simpler in her taste. Mami loved jewelry and makeup, and Mery only wore her wedding ring and a watch. Even with their extreme differences, my…
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When the Year to be Brave…becomes a Blanket of Blessing…
It was January 8, 2014. Robert and I were enjoying dinner, in the city of Miami. I felt to tell him that things were going to get challenging. I felt it in my spirit. At that time I thought it was only about his mom’s cancer battle, little did I…