But, I have a real problem with ACCEPTING things. Gifts, compliments, random acts of other people’s kindness.
Someone thanked me for something I did 20 years ago. Something I do not even remember.
How will you know when you have found ME? Ah, that’s the easy part…
Now, as the beneficiary of a lovely Catholic convent education (With a tonn of experience of telling fibs inside the Confessional. Judge not!),
Deciding who gets a front row seat in the movie that is our lives isn’t exactly as simple as ordering a large popcorn and Slush Puppie.
I feel the sun streaming onto my son’s dreads as I step into a puddle of spilled milk on the floor.
I would be guided by my intuition to write about Gratitude, Grace, Love and Blessings during the 10 month long summer and Sorrow, Loss and Fear during Wintertime. God knows, I could write about all those things with absolute ease.
I have always marveled at the way mothers perform their miracles. To me, these superpowers seem to really come alive Continue reading