Friend, how does Thanksgiving look for you? For many of us, Thanksgiving looks different this year. Whether it’s the travel distance between our homes, a physical distance caused by a loved one’s passing, a choice to distance ourselves for health reasons, or an unresolved relational issue creating distance within the family. Distance seems to be …
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Today, I would like to introduce you to my friend, Jennifer Elwood (jenniferelwood.com). Jennifer and I met in a writing critique group about a year ago. She is a few steps ahead of me in her writing journey and has taught me so much about my own. I’m excited over the release of Jennifer’s book, …
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Sometimes my mind seems closed, devoid of anything constructive, meaningful or insightful. Mental fatigue finally catching up with physical exhaustion. So, I dig a little deeper. I think a little harder. I ponder a little longer. Expending all of this effort in hopes of uncovering wonderful words, beautiful stories to fill this blank page. …
I take a step back and observe the life unfolding in my kitchen. Grown kids sauntering into the already lively surroundings. Sometimes with friends in tow, sometimes alone. But, always making their way home. A myriad of conversations has ensued within these walls. Laughter, friendly teasing, an occasional clash of personalities. Always lots of noise. …
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What are your first thoughts when you think of home? Do you picture yourself as a child, reliving a precious memory of years gone by? Do you explore more recent thoughts of life with your own children or others you hold dear? Or, do you fall somewhere in between? Home. The word itself evokes a …
I sighed as I made the loop over the interstate heading in the opposite direction. I had made a wrong turn. Again. I do this so often I’m no longer surprised by it, but I’m always bothered by it. It causes me to feel stupid, to hurl hurtful accusations at myself. Why do you have …
Frustration. It’s what causes us to lose patience with the slothfully slow cashier. The government official who leaves us on hold for what seems an eternity. The waitress who forgets to refill our glass even after two reminders. The co-worker who doesn’t carry her load. It’s what causes us to feel aggravated over a delayed …
Her question was innocent enough, but the tone I imagined behind her text was not. Normally, this type of question wouldn’t bother me. I would assume the best of her intentions. But not this time. This time my thoughts quickly jumped from this one occurrence with her to earlier occurrences with others like her. Her …
Walking a short distance behind me, I hear small feet slowing down accompanied by whining and complaining. “Momma, my legs are tired. Are we almost done? Can we go back to the playground? Momma, can you carry me?” My first inclination is to become frustrated. They had their time on the playground, now it’s my …
