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New Year.

Another year come Another year gone 365 days, like a vapor. Now faced with the what’s to come. Sitting, waiting, reflectively wistful. The past seems to be so long ago, Yet the taste so fresh upon the tongue Should we hope, should we wish?… Continue Reading “New Year.”


Today, in a small backwoods town of rural Mississippi, I was reacquainted with the absolute. Finite. Unequivocal meaning of the season. Today, it was in a moment of unexpectedness that I found myself again. I have found that in this season of giving and… Continue Reading “Unexpected.”

More than enough.

More than enough, this simple life we have weaved. Stripping all that cluttered and bore heavy burden. Weaving what remained. The things we took for granted, what are in fact he backbone. The things we once considered so priceless. Cheap and flimsy. What was… Continue Reading “More than enough.”

A Hot Bath for a Weary Soul.

A hot bath for a weary soul. Unexpectedly it drowns what dismays. The fervid swoon of the lapping waves, release the frigid torments of this day. As steam wafts off the sultry surface, chills scurry down the spine. A candle flickers, the roar of… Continue Reading “A Hot Bath for a Weary Soul.”


Pain from bad choices is expected. Hurt, heartache, sadness, all deemed common side effects. We are warned of it’s likelihood. We are cautioned and told to take heed. Consequences…Be forewarned…like a label on a pill bottle. Unexpected though, is the heartache and pain that… Continue Reading “Unexpected.”

The Simple Life.

I love this simple life. Early morning coffee. Hearty, soul comforting breakfast. Warm biscuits, sizzling bacon, crispy potatoes. Slow starts, doing what I fancy. Card games with my babies. A cool drink with my beau. Perhaps, a swim in the lake or bathing in… Continue Reading “The Simple Life.”

Obsessively Grateful.

A grateful heart is a content heart. No….gratefulness doesn’t always come easy and no….it isn’t always the first (or second) reaction, but it is the most rewarding. I choose to be grateful today. I choose to be obsessively grateful. The more I live, the… Continue Reading “Obsessively Grateful.”

The box.

Death came knocking a little too close. What is it about death, that the mere mention of its name causes a deep consideration? It makes one stop just a moment longer. Requires reflection of ourselves and those around us. Our relationships are perused. Attention… Continue Reading “The box.”


I love slow Saturday mornings. Really, any slow morning will do just fine. Mornings not burdened with alarms or schedules. Mornings not planned for me or requiring of me. Mornings that can drift slowly by while sipping coffee, practicing lazy. The practice of lazy,… Continue Reading “Slow”

The Hump.

A hump. It’s a funny thing. Funny it doesn’t seem like one when you’re going through it. Monumental in the present, minuscule in the past. Teaching tool, patience maker, tear jerker, pain maker. Metaphorical thorn. Any “thing” can classify as a hump. What is… Continue Reading “The Hump.”