I’ve seen this truck several times at the end of my street. It’s a medical supply truck. I thought it was for the tiny lady who lives at the top of the hill. I once knocked on her door trying to catch my obnoxious puppy. I assumed she owned the tramp that Gifted Puppy chased. Nope.
It’s been a while since I wrote a blog post. Life got pretty complicated during my Write 31 Days challenge in October. I wrote a book (for someone else) and became a somewhat single parent as my hubby took a job in another state quite suddenly. Life Lately That’s a big ole glass of survival mode.
Today is my sister Michelle’s 32nd birthday. But she’s not here. She left her earthly life for an eternal one on February 19th. In the past six months, many people have said, “Wow, that’s terrible? May I ask how she died? Was she ill? Did she have an accident?” At first, I thought people were
A couple of years ago, I felt the compression of too much mommying on my shoulders and realized that I didn’t have much of a plan for my days. I realized I was surviving and not thriving. I realized that we can go through hard seasons, but we don’t have to get stuck in the
I awoke Tuesday unsettled. Short-tempered. Kind of like a second Monday after a bad case of food poisoning over the weekend (This really happened.) Yeah, that was my Tuesday this week. And then I remembered that I had to get something in the mail that morning before the mailman came. I decided to do what