For some reason, this picture spoke a thousand words to me. Overwhelming loss of life. Grief. Trauma. Heartbroken families. Sudden tragedy. Fifty-nine lives ended abruptly Sunday night. Five hundred people are still suffering physical injuries. Thousands of families, first responders, and concert-goers are in the initial stages of traumatic stress and grief. Once we get… Continue reading Why?
Brilliant flashes of colorful fireworks set the faces of my children aglow beneath the darkening Texas sky. We reveled in our new-found Texas freedom and the love of country that swells in this region of the United States. I was thankful to live in this nation, in spite of the issues that plague us. That was Monday. Monday feels like an age ago. This week has been traumatic for Lady Justice and her best friend, Wisdom. They weep unrestrainedly at the black events of the past few days.
This is the fifth post in the series on Comparison Cures. To read the previous post, click here. Jenny steeled herself and walked purposefully through the familiar front door. The cozy little house was already buzzing with the chatter of women. Jenny plastered a smile on her face, determined not to be the dark cloud… Continue reading The need for Compassion (Comparison Cure #4)
She sits alone on that same old pew again His tenor voice still echoes now and then It brings back all those memories of him there by her side What she'd give for one more Sunday drive
Do you need to go find yourself? Or do you think it's time to lose yourself?