Are you willing to move?

Are you willing to move? Are you willing to move? This phrase rang in my soul last summer. The first time it happened,  I was sitting in my car at a red light after dropping off my daughter to spend the day with her Grandma. Move? Heck no. I’m not a mover. My whole...

Waiting for June

“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.” – Emily Dickenson I’ve always had a thing with June. When my husband and I got engaged on a chilly November day, I knew right away that I...

This is Happening

Change. It is a constant in every life, but sometimes it blares louder, screams more incessantly, and will not be denied. The end of an era. The last page in the chapter. Things will never be the same. For me, that means that the end of the elementary years has come...

Burning Bridges

Earlier today, a friend posted a link on Facebook with a stance that I totally disagree with, and the rest of the morning I found myself arguing in my mind against their stance. Over and over it continues to roll around in my brain while I try to rebuttal what has...

Chronicles of Change

It’s the end of an era: the last time it will be this way. And I had to spend some time capturing my final thoughts and remembering. The time had come to pack up Christmas for the last time with our family unit as it has always been – mom, dad, and three sons. Next...