Saturday, July 23, 2016


verb  for·give \fər-ˈgiv, fȯr-\
Popularity: Top 10% of words

Simple Definition of forgive

  • : to stop feeling anger toward (someone who has done something wrong) : to stop blaming (someone)
  • : to stop feeling anger about (something) : to forgive someone for (something wrong)
  • : to stop requiring payment of (money that is owed)

  • Forgiveness has always been an interesting topic to me. When I was younger, I saw forgiveness as a characteristic of highly "spiritual" people. I saw it as a choice that one made because they could. Now I see forgiveness as a necessity. When the pain of holding a grudge becomes harder to bear than the humility it takes to forgive, then I must forgive. Humility isn't the right word. What word describes the ability to forgive? Actually, humility might be the right word. Because....who am I to NOT forgive? 

Monday, June 20, 2016

Enchanted Rock

This was one of our first stops on our epic Big Bend trip. I'd heard of Enchanted Rock but never been before. So, this is how I experienced this special place.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

I miss you, my Friends, I really do.
I think of things all the time to tell you, then I think, "No, that's petty and's self-absorbed".
We have conversations all the time, we do.
You've taught me more about myself than I ever imagined possible.
You live in me. Do I live in you?


Monday, May 16, 2016

I should've written this several days ago.

But I was floating on a pink cloud of happiness after getting home from a road trip. Amazing how getting outside of your comfort (or discomfort?) zone can change everything.

I took a photo trip to Big Bend National Park in deep south Texas. This state that I live in has such diverse landscapes, so I'll just start there.

The wildflowers in much of Texas were part of a beautification program started by Lady Bird Johnson, wife of LBJ. Everyone makes such a big deal a out the bluebonnets, but the yellow, red, and orange flowers were more beautiful, in my opinion.

One of our first stops was near Austin at a place called Enchanted Rock. It was full of succulents.

Indian Paintbrush was one of my grandmother's favorite flowers.

This was actually on the way home, between Sanderson and Fredericksburg.

This, my friends, is a glimpse of Big Bend. This place is special to me for so many reasons. I spent much time in prayer and just quiet meditation here. Much good happened in my soul.

I'll be sharing more photos soon. These were all taken on my phone, but I have hundreds more to upload and develop. This trip was big for me. I didn't even realize how badly I needed it.

Friday, April 22, 2016

sometimes i lose myself a little bit
in the thickness of walking with my children
watching them try on new and different identities
i lose myself

i miss myself, too

that comfort that comes from my deepest sense of self
that reassurance that touches back to a time when i felt at home

i know it's always there
but after time, that connection feels weak
just when i am trying to be strong
i am the one needing courage

it's always there
i just turn around
and see her
holding her hands open for me to hold