roses

Sometimes I need a little reminder. Or a big reminder. I look for signs and my kids laugh at me because of it. And yes, I’ve found that “signs” are often my own creations or convenient circumstantial occurrences which mean nothing significant. A certain song playing on the radio. Someone sending a message at a … More roses

self promote

Conclusions abound this week. A realistic threshold as I launch into a new year. January is the harshest of months. And this particular one is on par. I have discovered that to achieve some of the things I’d like, I must stretch myself. I must self promote. What do I mean? Well, I want my … More self promote

grace

As I consider Christmas, and what I’d give myself if I gave myself gifts, I consider grace. The word grace. Plain. Simple. New year. Resolutions. Goals. Thoughts as to what I want to change. The word, again, comes to my mind. Grace. Give myself grace. I am not perfect. I am a person. Over and … More grace

expectant

Expectant, I write. Not truly sure where to go. With my writing today. I realize the complexity of waiting. Not as simple as it seems because I grow impatient. Rather quickly. Wait here. Wait until tomorrow. Wait around and see. Just wait. Wait a minute. I’ve written about waiting before. But now, today, I am … More expectant

journey

Dressed in an odd assortment of non-matching attire, including my Dodgers cap, I left my house today to run errands. Post office followed by YMCA. Meaning I needed to wear gym clothes. I decided to take some photos at a spot I remember being quite scenic last year, as related to this particular season. So … More journey