Journeying in His Grace
What a food pantry taught me Earlier this year, my church sent an email plea for its Food Pantry ministry. I’ve volunteered at and donated to food banks for almost a decade. I was already contemplating returning to this area of service post-COVID when that email landed in my...
Escaping The Hurry
Can I ask you a personal question? Promise me you’ll answer honestly. Are you in a hurry? By that, I mean… Do you count the cars as you approach a stoplight and get in the shortest line?Do you change lines in a store or a bank?Do you multitask so...
Navigation for the Fearful
Writing Prompt #30: Decisions, decisions I’ve had trouble deciding much of anything this past year. So, I may not be thoroughly and clearly responsive to this prompt! It’s not that I haven’t tried to decide. I considered buying a waterfront property — twice! Then I pondered how much money...
An Abbreviated Tale of a Happy Retiree
Just the thought of retiring can send an individual into a tailspin. Questions about money, fears about boredom, lack of confidence, loss of identity, are just a few swirling issues a person encounters when considering ending their current work situation. Facing retirement is like standing on a stony shore...
This Quitting Habit Can’t Sabotage My Writing Life
No longer shall I be the queen of unfinished things Standing in front of a wall of yarn at Michael’s, I had an epiphany. Well, not really an epiphany-epiphany, but a slap upside the head that I had no business buying another skein of yarn to disappear into my...
Rock-ing the Neighborhood: There Were No Rules
How I learned to let go of “my art” There’s a sign at my neighborhood entrance requesting painted rocks. The instructions on the sign include: paint some rocks, leave rocks around, and go find rocks. Have you seen this anywhere? I presume this idea was inspired by The Kindness Rocks...
Goodbye, Unrealistic Expectations
Decades ago, when my oldest daughter was still a toddler, I decided that I didn’t have it in me to bake and decorate a birthday cake. I bought one at the supermarket. I did so with considerable personal pride at the time. Buying a child’s birthday cake rather than...
Belief
This gift was his way to push me a little to get serious about this life and, maybe, tell the world more about where I am going. ...