It’s that time of the month for me, the time where I come clean about where I am in My … More
Words. Words are powerful. If I say puppy or kitten, most people will have some kind of thought and feeling … More
I’ve been consumed with the affairs of my father, and that has left little time for reflection. That is what The Rest is about: stealing minutes, carving out time, focusing on who and what matters most.
When the “how to’s” of life press upon me, I admit I don’t know how.
When winter hits and the year-end holidays retreat like a tide gone back out to sea, I am left wanting to rest. Rest; the kind that changes weary into wonderful.