writing when inspired about the often overlooked
My phone rang late one evening. Seeing it was my young friend, I answered with a smile in my voice “Good evening, Bridgett.” (not her real name.) A small voice, said “Do you have time to talk? Hearing “Of course,” the small voice became even smaller as the “little girl” inside my very grown up…
This morning is my first article at The PerennialGen – Growing Deeper Roots in the Dirt and Light of Midlife. A year ago I discovered Michelle VanLoon, a writer in a few suburbs northwest from me and co-editor of ThePerennialGen. Our connection has been a delightful one and an encouragement to me, personally. We have…
Second in a series of “No Quick, Easy Answers” for my Memoir. Â (read about “Remembering” HERE) Â While the story will be more complete for my family, I share here what I learned about drooping tulips and forgiveness. * * * Recently an acquaintance and I were talking about forgiveness. She had received unsettling news….
OR When I Am Afraid I’m depending Too Much on Others As If God Isn’t Enough Psalm 77 has long been one of my favorite Psalms. Opening with a desperate cry to God for help, the writer pleads to be heard. Losing hope, he wonders “How long, Lord, how long.† Finding comfort elusive, in desperation…