words are my habit.
i just want to stay up, do stuff, clean, sort. all of last week was non-stop and now i don’t know what to do with my time. it’s december 25 now. i should be fast asleep.
the trip was great. i miss the sun. that’s really all i have the energy to say right now. there are so many details i could enter!
now i’m sitting on my couch pondering life, thankful for time, thankful for so much that i can’t even express.
It’s Wednesday. Last week Monday, a member of my church died. She was our matriarch. In her honor, we had a time of singing and prayer instead of the usual sermon during our worship service on Saturday. Minutes after worship, I got word that another member had died. She’d been sick for a while and […]
As I got closer to my favorite coffee shop, I could tell it was full but I chose optimism, parked my car and went inside. The owner saw me, smiled, then looked around seeing what I had just seen—not a single seat. I kept looking around; maybe I’d missed one. As my eyes looked left […]
No. I’m not having a wee one. It’s that the days feel as unpredictable as newborn days, unpredictable except for the sleepless part. But replace sleepless with restless. I sleep but I’m worn out. Forever tired. At least 8 days out of 7. And so often wondering, is this it? Is this really going to […]
