Tag: time
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We Became the Roots They Needed
While walking a wooded area of a beautiful park, I noticed several tree roots at my feet. My two thoughts? 1) Don’t twist an ankle.
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Poem Published on Spillwords Press
I just returned to NY from traveling and was a day late coming home, not checking my Gmail while away. I was thrilled and truly thankful that a poem I submitted on May 2nd was published on May 9th. I am sincerely grateful to Dagmara K. for selecting my poem…
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I Had the Time of My Life Fighting Dragons with You
Seated on the floor surrounded by moving bins, Taylor Swift’s music played in the background (randomly on my daughter’s Spotify) while I rummaged through my three kids’ middle school papers. My twins had just started sixth grade when we moved here and my youngest began fourth. Change is rarely easy…
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The Time is Now
If you have been around church a while, you’ve likely heard several sermons encouraging parishioners to “wait upon the Lord”. “Keep waiting with great expectation of what the Lord can do!” the enthusiasm pours down from the pulpit. Wait for the salvation of family members. Wait patiently for the promotion.…
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Are We in “Mid-Life” or on the Back 9?
Speaking in golf terms for my husband, I answer across the room, “we are on the back nine, no longer in mid-life”. He’s not happy. “Why do you have to say that?” We were talking about him turning 60 last summer and me being deep into my 50’s. It’s a…
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Time – Everything and Nothing
The line of cubicles appeared as if nothing had been moved or worked in for months. They hadn’t. Several surrounding offices also displayed Valentine’s Day decorations from February 2020. Everywhere I looked, empty offices that hadn’t been habited in 11 months contained photographs, office supplies and even sweaters still hung…
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The Bedrooms Tell the Passing of Time
My times are in your hands. Psalm 31:15 Mama, will you sleep with me? This request came from my 15-year old and sometimes is even asked by my 17-year olds. I said “yes” and I woke up to this :):As I laid quietly, listening to the breathing of my girls,…
Tales from a Mid-Lifer 