Somewhere

Somewhere, Somehow, Someway I've found some inner peace over the last few days.

Prayer? Maybe. Relaxing? Perhaps. Taking myself out of unnecessary drama? Most definitely. Combination of all three? Absolutely.

I've been soaking up the love from my children, reading handfuls of inspiring materials, trusting that God has a plan for me and my life, and trying to stay focused and grounded.

This too shall pass and everything has a purpose.

I'm strong. I'll be okay.

Thanks for your kind words of support.

Moment of Weakness

Last night I lay in fetal position on the sofa, tears streaming down my face, hands clenched over my heart and prayed to God for his love, guidance, strength, and peace.

Sometimes that's all you can really do.

Sometimes that's all you NEED to do.

...

Summer's End

How can it be August already? How can school be only a mere 10 days away from starting? Already? How can summer be near it's end, when I didn't even realize it had started?

It literally feels as though I was just making my mental list of "ways to celebrate summer" when I received the news flash of summer's near end. I know that the temperatures will remain blistering and well into the 90's for another month. The humidity will linger and remain stifling for WAY TOO LONG, and the golden glow of summer sunshine will remain well into the after dinner evening hours. But with the start of a new school year, most agree that it's a sign that summer is near it's end.

It's once again time to buy the new back packs, the new lunch boxes, school supplies and new school wardrobe. Time to fill out new school year paperwork, buy lunch tickets, attend the "Meet The Teacher Night," and buy tickets to the Welcome Back school carnival. Time to reorganize the daily schedule, make dinner once again more of a 6pm occurrence, and buckle down on the bedtime routine.

As much as I love fall and look forward to it with much hope and excitement, I'm still sad to see summer come to and end so fast.

Spilling open once again

It's been awhile. Writing has always been a true love of mine, a passion, a constant, a sort of natural therapy for me. I find that I'm a little clumsy at the keyboard these days. A little out of practice, if you will. It's been some time since I've sat down and let my feelings spill into words. It's been awhile since I've allowed myself to open up, to let go of some of the pain, to heal, and to open up again.
Everything takes it's own time. And if anything over the past few year, I've certainly learned that timing really is perfect. And my time is now. I'm learning to trust the process of Life.
Welcome.