Monthly Archives: September, 2013
Well into the second year…..
of grief and here I sit at my table on this rainy Saturday morning trying to remember what it was like to have coffee with Chris every Saturday morning. It feels like a distant memory that doesn’t hurt anymore. My Saturday mornings now consist of me paying bills, maybe a bit of quiet time …
When there is nothing left to do but…..
pray. I’ll own it. Prayer is not always my first reaction when difficult circumstances yank the rug out from under me. Over the last year and a half the Lord has slowly been stripping away my independent, I can do it myself, attitude. And man, is it humbling. This time it is with one of …
My ways... 