My Confession is a hard one to put out there. For you Gen X’ers/Baby Boomers who remember “Happy Days,” it’s as hard as Fonzie saying “I was w–wr–wr—wrong.” Here’s my confession. I failed. But I am not a failure. Over 15 years ago I didn’t know the difference. I had a difficult delivery with my…
As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I…
I can’t believe November is over. It was fast for me. While you read the thankful posts, I cranked out over 13K for my rough draft, To Be Determined and revised a chapter or two with Untangled. Oh, and then there was the wrist pain I didn’t count on. So far they think that’s tendinitis….
Thanksgiving speaks so many things to me. Pumpkin pie. Turkey. Thanksgiving parade. Family. Time passing on traditions in the kitchen. No matter where we are, Ohio or New York, just the four of us or extended family, I always try to take extra time to reflect on our blessings. The word God gave me for…
Each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This month is also part of the thankful series, so I’ll be sharing that too. I’m thankful that God is a romancer. That’s not something you read everyday, it’s a concept I first read in Captivating by…
Each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This month is also part of the thankful series, so I’ll be sharing that too. I’m thankful that God is a romancer. That’s not something you read everyday, it’s a concept I first read in Captivating by…