crack a window please

crack a window please

I actually blog more, than it appears on your screen. Sometimes I tuck my thoughts and words away for awhile, or just never publish them at all. You see, I’m never sure if I should share something publically or not. And in this case, it was written during a really challenging down time. A couple months of real, raw struggle and pain. I don’t want people to have pity on my struggles, yet I don’t want to hide them – because too often people only see the rosy side of things, and let me tell you — it’s not all sunshine and roses over here. Promise. 😉

1661: love

1661: love

When I was a young, I enjoyed watching Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood. As a mother today, the shows available on TV today make me squirm. They have little to no educational value, let alone good morals. Nothing but mindless, worldly indoctrination. Over the years I have purchased a few Mr. Roger DVD’s to share with my children. Absolute treasures!

cherish – tomorrow may be your last

People say God’s timing and ways are always perfect. I’ve always believed it to be true, and still do. But in that very moment, it wasn’t even making sense at all. These babies needed their momma, he needed his wife…. It’s been exactly Three-hundred and sixty-five days, I miss her. She sat sideways on the pew in front of me. Arm gently resting on the back of the old wooden church pew. “Hey, do you guys want to come over Friday night?” I quickly reached for my pocket calendar concealed in my purse. As I flipped to the date, I remember thinking, the end of the week would be a new month, and how quickly the year was already flying by. To my excitement and to her delight there was absolutely nothing planned for Friday, February 1st 2013. I quickly scribbled in the date and we hurriedly started planning the evening before it was time to go. You see our husbands were most likely waiting for us. We enjoyed each others company. With her it was very easy to fall into conversation together, and harder to fall out. “Alright, Friday night – dinner & games!” she said. “Sounds like a plan!” I replied.   THREE DAYS LATER: I woke up with a terrible migraine, which only progressed in its greatness as the day prolonged. As evening approached my husband came home from work, and I asked him to take hold of the fort. I needed to lay down and relieve this debilitating  headache. My husband gladly took the reigns and got to work on finishing dinner, and feeding the...
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