Broken Pieces and New Seasons

I've had this mug for 30 years. And, the other day my dear sweet husband brought me all the broken pieces. I saw his devastated face before I saw what he held in the dust pan. Pieces of 30 years of my life. It lived with me before I left home for the first time. … Continue reading Broken Pieces and New Seasons

Dreams

I woke up today to a beautiful yet heart-wrenching post at https://cristianmihai.net/2018/09/24/these-dreams-of-mine/#comment-103822 Heart wrenching because it's true. Too true for my spirit to interpret.  Too true for my guts to like. What would I die for? But, more importantly,  what would I live for? So many dreams swirl inside me. So many things I want to do. So, why … Continue reading Dreams