“The place God calls you to is where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.” ~Frederick Buechner
So, grownfolks, I live in one of the states within America that has begun opening up in phases and boy, what a difference it has made! There have been many losses we have all incurred in this period, but in thinking, I realized one thing: I like some of the outcomes of this pandemic. I…Read more On the flip side
Let’s talk today about laziness. Why? Why??? Because it’s a condition that eludes me much these days. Lol. So, as I’m the one blogging (read: talking) here, so you just have to help me by reading (read: listening). I’ll rant a bit. A long, long time ago (dramatic, right?), there were days when I could…Read more Bones, bones, rise up!
I recall the very first time(s) I witnessed my baby smile back at me. Wow! Heart-stopping. It felt so genuine and as though it had been thought of for a long time prior to it actually happening. And it’s not as if I’d done anything especially nice to her for me to deserve it. I…Read more Sappy all the way
As I write this, I think of the many people of all ages who in this same month will be going through graduation ceremonies here in the States. Side note: I am one of those people who happen to find it absolutely ridiculous for a kindergartner to be going through such a ceremony. Heck, I’m…Read more How to leap over mountains
I’m pretty much known in my family (maiden home included) for being the one all about cracking up. What do I mean? I seek for and thoroughly enjoy funny things, events, comments, memes, video clips, you name it. If it’s funny, I’ve got to see it. And when I laugh, it’s from the depth of…Read more Hardy-har-har.
Boy am I learning a lot in this journey of being a parent. One major thing, which I’ll dwell on today, is the issue of laziness. Now, I realize I haven’t gone far in the parenting deal. There are people who are parents of 6-year-olds, 12-year olds, 30-year-olds. So I’m clearly just beginning. I’d…Read more Parent away!
Because I know I'm not the only one who experiences occasional thunderstorms. I realize that the following is a pretty incomplete sentence ("Life isn't ABOUT waiting for the storm to pass..."), but what do you otherwise make of it?