I’m hesitant to write, but I think I’m starting to hear again. Is this what it means to “find yourself”?
Hope has not been my favorite friend over the years. I am apt to wonder if Hope is a liar. There are two mugs in my cupboard that bear the… Read more an apology to hope →
I’m looking at this entirely wrong. Earlier this week, I wrote this sentence in my journal, and it gave me pause. One of my most-pleaded prayers is: Lord, be strict… Read more the remains of something destroyed →
“Heart” is the Spiritual Journey prompt for this first Thursday in February. Thanks to Linda Mitchell for hosting. I’m constantly asking myself these questions: Is this story mine to… Read more a sacred task →
The prompt at Sharing Our Stories has been tugging at me. In an act of obedience, I am taking the time to write a response. Everyone you meet, everyone you… Read more thoughts in the middle of a storm →
My mom said, “Ruth, I hope you write this story.” So, Mom, here it is… Monday at 8:30 AM was the most recent court hearing in a series of multiple… Read more keys →
“Building Snow People + Things”: I get overwhelmed with sorting out which stories are mine to tell and how to frame the kind-er truth. #sosmagic #adoption #fostercare
I cannot change many of the things that hurt my heart this holiday season, but maybe I can make a fancy cookie plate…maybe!
I’ve been trying to embrace interruptions as a beautiful part of each day. If I believe that each day is ordained for good things to happen to me and through… Read more Look! →