Today, I have a bit of writing from the personal archives for your reading pleasure and amusement. I believe this was one of the early prompts with my local writer’s group, going back a few years. I came across it while searching for another piece of writing, and decided to give it a refresh and share it here. The joys of writing are ever surprising. Here is some of my backstory with words. Hope you enjoy.Continue reading “How Writing Becomes Life”
I wonder if over the course of days, of these years that seem lost, if we haven’t all allowed ourselves to be distracted. Not in the small sense, but in the way that is akin to sleeping at the wheel and veering completely off the road. Somewhere between the kingdoms of seen and unseen realms there seems such a shift, that regardless of where you stand, you’d have had to notice.Continue reading “The Wellspring”
Planner Review: Lion Planner by Power Place
Welcome to my Mid-August planner review. I received the Lion Planner in July after being contacted by a representative asking if I would be willing to give an honest review. My answer: Well, duh. Here we are! I also asked if a planner could be sent to one winner of a giveaway, and the answer was, yes. I have to say this planner is a very budget friendly option as well, so for a small investment, if you do not win said giveaway, you could give it a try without breaking the bank. So many planners are overpriced at this time and the market is truly saturated. Affordable and quality options are available, but not always without a lot of up front experimentation- which adds up quickly. My goal with this review is to give you an alternative for planning this academic year, or whenever you need a fresh start.Continue reading “Planner Review: Lion Planner by Power Place”
First Day of the Second Summer Without You
Today, a short poem to commemorate another moment that brings the stark recognition of my daughter’s absense. There is no timetable for grief. That is what I am learning in the time following Katherine’s departure January 9, 2021.
Others march on into their brave new world’s blessings, but grieving the loss of a child is like having a deep wound, scabbed over that is torn open every day. The same blood, from the same body, but different… because this wound cannot heal. Not this side of ever after. C.S. Lewis put it this way, “How often — will it be for always? — how often will the vast emptiness astonish me like a complete novelty and make me say, “I never realized my loss till this moment”? The same leg is cut off time after time.”Continue reading “First Day of the Second Summer Without You”