Our recent trip to Glacier National Park did not go as planned. My brother-in-law had meticulously planned this family reunion for the past year. The dates, lodging and car rentals were set in November 2017. Flights reserved in January. Camping permit okayed in March. But the week of the trip, the park alerted visitors of forest fires spreading, causing road and trail closures. Continue reading “3 Lessons to Help Navigate Life’s Hiccups”
My youngest daughter graduated from college last Saturday. The ceremonies were outside in Indiana and the weather cooperated by giving us a glorious sun-drenched day. As soon as Pomp and Circumstance began, however, tears fell. Continue reading “One piece of advice from a graduation ceremony”
Tender shoots of green are breaking through the beds surrounding my house. Lush green grass has replaced the brown patches shedding winter’s dreary cloak. Birds serenade me through my bedroom window. The cursed Bradford pear has exploded in cottony white. Continue reading “When hope has sunk”
Three years ago today my mother passed away. Just months before she was in Tennessee celebrating my youngest graduate from high school. She seemed fine then.
But lung cancer stole her away quickly. Continue reading “When sorrow lingers”
Harvey. Wildfires. Irma. When will it end?
I watched with disbelief the catastrophic flooding in Houston, my former home for 23 years. Just seven years ago Nashville was hit with historic flooding in downtown and the surrounding areas.
Lately, it seems the hits are coming faster and harder. Continue reading “When the hits keep coming”
“My life doesn’t matter.”
She’d been beaten and bruised, not the kind visible to the passerby but inside where it’s left unattended. The toxic wound stayed festered, scabbed over, and reopened but never fully healed.
The words taunted and played out in her daily life–how she lived, talked, and related to others. This estimation was spoken to her by significant others. She woke up each morning and laid down each night, constantly berated by those four potent but untrue words. Continue reading “When You Wonder If Your Life Matters”
The clock reads 3:30 a.m. I can’t sleep. I so want to. Sleep evades me–again.
I’m reading my journal entries from my battle with anxiety, for today is my one-year anniversary free from this stronghold.
Where did it start? I do not know. Maybe it cumulated from years of worrying, building up until the crash. The BIG crash. Continue reading “The Battlefield of Anxiety”