I’m kinda tired of the meanness. I’m ready for a more gentle world. We shouldn’t judge another cause you never know their trials and I feel to be done sharing how I feel.
Mess with my daughter you mess with me
My thoughts
Paul Harvey in 1965, how did he know we would be here in 2021?
Even more beautiful – Laurie’s notes
I ran across these sweet cards from my dear friend Laurie. I love when our friends leave footprints on our hearts and visible evidence in our lives. ❤ Thank you Laurie. ❤
Happy Friday
Happy Friday from Micki’s cafe’ where you can have all the extra whipped you want. 😂😊😋
Think big baby…2020
I think…there’s always
Something more
I think A BIG SO…something
Cause, we all have wings
It’s 2020, I’m flying
Let’s FLY Baby
Can I live with this? I can.
I never dreamed flying would be like this…
To my broken tribe…Lost in sadness
“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me.
To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me.
Look for the light
We can decide to be happy, make much out of little, embrace the warmth of our ordinary days.
Life unfolds as a mystery; an enterprise whose outcome cannot be foretold. We do not get what we expect, We stumble on cracks, We are faced with imperfection. Bonds are tested and tightened, and our landscape shifts.
In sunshine and in sadness, there is sunshine look for it. There is light look for it, There is light look for it, look for it!
MichelleMarie
After all these year… Words fail me
How can I carve your name
On the trunk of this tree?
That will be here…after
I can’t even write it
With no one listening…
Not even myself
I whisper these words
It’s all I can do
Sometimes
After all these years
Look at me here
Got this love song stuck
in my throat…
The weight of the world
on my shoulders
I can’t let go
Words fail me
None of this makes sense
Except maybe to you
I try to share…
Words fail me
I hate love songs
You wonder why
Words fail me
Sometimes they do
Friends and time
Someone sent this to me this morning after thanking me for making time for them. I always make time for my friends. I have noticed though sometimes it’s not reciprocal with some that show up and I’m okay with that it’s just that maybe I won’t be free next time either. Life’s too short to wait around on someone to have time to talk to you. Just sayin’…I had this ah…ha moment today. I was just talking to my daughter about this the other day. I know these things, but sometimes it’s nice to be reminded.
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