the importance of cheerleaders
I’ve got enough negative words in my own head about myself. I don’t need more. You don’t need more. We’re stuck in an ugly, losing game sometimes. Heckled by our own hearts.
Tag: encouragement
17 things I say to my kids that I really should say to myself
If anyone anywhere very desperately needed to take her own advice, it would be me.
repost: a light between here and there
the Grandma I wrote about in this post passed away today. she was an example to me of a love that endures at a time when I needed it most.
of pride and pompousness, part one
maybe love does not boast means I don’t need to prove how much I deserve love
a light between here and there
I wonder how long we will live along this dark highway. . . in the dailyness of nurturing, guiding, growing, of learning to be faithful in small things.
Because sometimes, I wrestle with the limits of my little light.
blessings for the broken part three
The endless gray sky feels forever like 11 o’clock in the morning . . .
no sun to guide and you must check your watch to remind you of the passing of the hours.
Night ebbs slow. Day is a fading in and out of light. Artless.
dreams of gold
Every time the summer Olympics roll around, I’m reminded of what I am not. I’m fairly certain my parents knew early on that I was not destined to be a great gymnast. I wasn’t graceful, or bouncy or fearless — or athletic — at all. …
there is beauty in detail
Jane and I walk the road that leaves our little town and wanders along the shore. Snow-capped mountains to the west shine in the morning sunlight. Sailboats sleep on the glassy bay. We spot a heron, three seals and two coyotes on our walk. We …
the truth heals, part one
How did you rebuild trust? someone recently asked me. How did you make it from the lies to now. I thought I could give a one post answer. But it’s not that simple. So I write. And I think. And I pray. And I ask God to …