Saturday night thoughts, #poetry style!
Twas the day before Thanksgiving, and all through the field. Every turkey was scurrying, unwilling to stop and…
Widowed and/or bereaved? And does it even really matter when the words don’t change the outcome? Widowed –…
We are, right where we should be. All things; light and dark, good and evil, joy and sorrow,…
Addictions may come. Addictions may go. Beyond the wanting, Mornings when it’s hard to rise, Wild horses drag…
Time to rise, meet the day and let go of yesterday. “How are you?” they smile and say….
Commit intentional acts of compassion! #BeThatLight #1000Speak #JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives
