Journaling is a never ending story.
I’ve been writing poetry since I was a child. I love the juxtaposition of words and the intense feelings that can be inspired through this art form. Poetry is the music of the soul.
Hurricane Michael, One Year Later It's been one year.One year since that day.That day we'll never forget. Our world was destroyed.Torn from its foundation.Inexplicably altered.We emerged to an apocalypse. So complete in its devastation,we immediately understood,we'd never be the same.Its been one year.One year since that day.That day that challenged us.In ways we never imagined.Our [...]
Today you would’ve turned 50. I would’ve brought you boiled peanuts rather than cake. I would’ve decorated your office with black streamers,and balloons. Like you did for my 30th, and 40th, and 45th. You would’ve laughed even though you would’ve hated all the black confetti in your things. We would’ve marveled at how quickly time [...]
Today would have been my Father’s 82nd birthday. Each year, around this time I find myself reflecting on his life. On the man he was and on the continued impact he has on my life. My father was so many things to me. My father, yes, but so much more. His was a calming presence [...]
The moon last night shining through the bare branches of the only tree left standing in our yard after Hurricane Michael. Bent, not broken. Weary, but undeterred. Bathed in moonlit shadows.Bearing the deepest scars.Your comrades have departed.Lost in the tide of war.Valiantly you bloom.Bare branches sprouting green.Coloring our landscape, Undeterred by what you’ve seen. How like us, [...]
In this age of social media, and instantaneous sharing, we sometimes share too much. And not necessarily in ways designed to build each other up. Instead we use the platforms, from the safety of perceived obscurity, to publicly condemn, rebuke, and chastise people whose opinions and/or choices differ from our own. We hide behind our religion, [...]
"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found. Was blind, but now I see."John Newton, 1725 - 1807 Grace. In society, it simply means a state of elegance or refinement. I always think of Audrey Hepburn when I think of grace in this [...]
