As with most transitions in life, inspiration begins as a tiny seed planted deep in the mind. I envision life-changes as a little fluttering butterfly swooping across a flower garden, gliding on the breeze on a warm summer day. Our life is a blossom dancing in the moment as the Holy Spirit orchestrates the music.
Continue reading →The driver laughed and said, “Now I know more about you than your husband does.” We laughed and agreed. This is the second time this month he had to fill out my personal health history at a doctor’s office. He now knows I had a breast reduction in my past; 3 pregnancies; first child born when I was nineteen years old, and that I am constantly constipated.
Continue reading →Wide fields of Queen Anne’s lace, full bloom
at the base of the mountain on Berchtesgadener Street
A small pink stone, nestled in the sand near my feet
half buried in sand and soft damp earth.
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