I finally came up with a word to describe what my insides feel like these days: glitchy. Actually, I am not even sure it’s a real word, but the experience is real -- 100%. My life appears normal and some of the time it mimics normal, when all of a sudden there is a break,… Continue reading Glitchy
God has kids, not grandkids. In other words, He is developing his own relationship with my kids outside of me. He doesn’t have to go through me to get to them or vice-versa. I am on the outside looking in. My job now is much more simple; love them and trust God with them.
While going through some books at my parents a few months ago, I came across an old book. The cover has a black and white picture of a little boy sitting in a wash basin and the title of the book read, “Who’s Depressed?”. This made me laugh. We were a few weeks into COVID… Continue reading “Who’s Depressed?”
I hope I can tell this story-this actual event-with description that, in the end, takes your breath away. I doubt that’s possible, but hopefully God will overwrite my measly words and help you see with eyes that catch the miracle of it all. But first, before the miracle, I want to confess that I was… Continue reading My Mini Miracle
When the pandemic first arrived and our government gave us the “stay at home order” suggestion 🙃, my husband’s friend said something like “It’s sort of like God looked down at all of our meanness and fighting and hate and said, ‘That’s enough! Everyone…go to your rooms!”. I am not sure of the soundness of… Continue reading “Go to your rooms!”
Covid-19 is giving me a little PTSD. Being quarantined; it ain't my first rodeo. There were times while being treated for Leukemia when I was neutropenic (lacking ability to fight off threatening diseases that could kill an immunocompromised person) and couldn't leave my house. Or, let anyone except my family come in my house. And… Continue reading Quarantined: Ain’t my first rodeo!
I think I am finally able to write. Since the Coronavirus hit, I have not been able. Not out of any grand preparation for isolation, but for the simple fact that I just had nothing productive to say. I was actually afraid I might do more harm than good if I opened my mouth about… Continue reading “Come get me”
As I have mentioned before, I am a Realtor. I have shown hundreds of houses over the past 4 years. And should you ever decide to sell your house, spoiler alert, we will open your closets and junk drawer (or drawers). We try our best to give people a reasonable notice before a showing, but… Continue reading Junk drawers, closets and character defects
Not that I have used them personally, but because I try my best to not bury my head in the technological sand just because I am 49 (...and happily married, I might add), I know a thing or two about dating sites. Bear with me… The one thing I know is that at least one… Continue reading Swipe left…
I am writing today because I need it. Badly. In Runner’s Speak, I have “hit the wall”. For a runner, that means they have been running for a lengthy period of time and have depleted their glycogen levels and feel like they are potentially going to keel over or “bonk out” (I learned that phrase… Continue reading I’ve hit the wall! (…or is it hitting me?)