Dear Mom, I was drawn to write you for the first time in ages, and I’m not sure why. Perhaps it is because of Mother’s Day, but I guess it doesn’t really matter. I can’t believe you have been gone 36 years. You died when I was 26, so you’ve been gone longer than you… Read More A Belated Mother’s Day Letter
This is part two of my multi-part series on what I have gained from the coronavirus. To read part one, click here. When this all began, I never would have imagined this would be what I’d write about. I feel blessed beyond words to have so much to share. Because so many people are suffering… Read More What I Have Gained From The Virus (Part 2)
This crazy and powerless time for all of us has provided so many great opportunities. I no longer have excuses for ignoring the ever growing list of to-do items in the house; I can write handwritten cards, text, or call people that I have lost touch with and wish I hadn’t; I can reach out… Read More Well, That Didn’t Feel Too Good!
Many years ago, my friend Greg Pierce shared that “faith” is an acronym for finding answers in the heart. Rather than looking outside myself for the answers I seek, I only need to look within. Sometimes I remember that, and sometimes emotions overcome me to the point that I am driven by them. The latter… Read More Time and Place
The first time I went to a chiropractor they told me the misalignments in my spine were called subluxations. Whenever what I think, say, feel, and do are in alignment, I am at peace. I have dubbed the term “spiritual subluxations” when any of those are out of whack. These can take many forms: anything… Read More Spiritual Subluxations
I often talk about letting the universe guide me. Well, today was an amazing example of the possibilities that come when I truly let go. For the first time in the six years that I have been going to the same accountant, I had everything ready, and I went to see him. When I left… Read More My Car Broke Down And It Was Amazing
When I was a teen in the 70’s, my family would periodically visit friends of my parents. I so wished our family could be like them. They were happy and all got along. In 1995, early in recovery, I remember going to a meeting because I was very upset about something. I needed to be around… Read More When I Compare My Insides to Your Outsides
My mother-in-law (the last one in this case) and I were very close. I called her Mom. She had polio as a child and somehow survived. Over a period of three months in her 40s, she completely lost her hearing. She had breast cancer in her 50’s. When her breast cancer returned in her 80’s,… Read More We Each Decide When We’re Ready to Stop Fighting
Well, here I am, spending the last 3 hours in my 50s reflecting on my life. I’ve been doing quite a bit of thinking the last couple of weeks. If my brain worked better, I’d probably remember doing this as I approached 30, 40, and 50. Who am I really? What is my purpose for… Read More The Last Few Hours of My 50s