The usual question is to ask what is your love language? and that is relatively easy to answer. My love languages are food, words, and
The usual question is to ask what is your love language? and that is relatively easy to answer. My love languages are food, words, and
I never thought the day would come that a keyboard and a screen would terrify me so much. The loss of Peter in December blocked
“To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you” – Lewis B. Smedes In recent months life has challenged
This month is definitely not going at all according to plan. As I’ve shared in previous entries, what began as a winter cold turned into
I had the best intentions to write a Christmas and end-of-the-year blog, but the Universe had other plans for me. Let’s backpedal a bit to
“Our bodies know that they belong; it is our minds that make our lives so homeless. Guided by longing, belonging is the wisdom of rhythm.