My Spring Mourning
It’s a cottonwood heavy kind of spring. I’ve never noticed so much of the bits of fluff drifting through the
Sharing the stories, emotions and lessons of life's challenges and God's grace
It’s a cottonwood heavy kind of spring. I’ve never noticed so much of the bits of fluff drifting through the
Abba Father, My heart is heavy. Something about holidays this first year since Mama went home to You is heartbreaking.
This week marks nine months since Mama went Home to Jesus. I miss her so much. It feels like anything
A couple days ago I saw that a purple iris had popped open in our garden right behind the house.
The other day I went to Culver’s to pick up lunch. At the drive thru window I saw a young
I remember several years ago, I was visiting my Mom and Dad one day. One of my brothers walked by