2026

For all who are weary. For all who are tired. For all who are holding your breath, waiting for another shoe to drop. I am with you. I am you. 2026. A new day. A clean slate. For the heart sick. For those exhausted by hardship and loss. A new year to try again. A … Continue reading 2026

Culture Shock

I cannot find words easily these days. Grief of losing both my parents is certainly a contributing factor, but it’s more than that. The world seems to have gone mad. Mean even. Ugliness is everywhere. I don’t do well with intentional spitefulness. My heart shrinks back. I was taught if you don’t have something nice … Continue reading Culture Shock

Bracing Myself

Me among the daffodils as a child. When grieving, I know to brace myself for the “firsts” …first holiday season, first Mother’s Day, first Father’s Day, etc…  This Friday will be Mom’s birthday. She would have been 86. My photo memories have already sent me last year’s pictures of her birthday celebration. My heart was … Continue reading Bracing Myself

On My Porch

Disclaimer: The next few blogs are likely to be pretty emotionally raw. Wait until you have some time. Read with tissue. On my porch today. The first day without a have-to-do-it-right-now list. The first day of “rest.” Appropriately, it is a Sunday. I am bundled in blankets with my little dog Peanut on my lap, … Continue reading On My Porch