Have you ever felt as though you ended up in the middle of a story, but you don’t know how you got there? Like you were thrown into a cast of characters, who, despite your best efforts, remain a mystery to you? Like you were parachuted into a plot, but figuring out what advances it…Read more »
Tag: messy
Journey’s End
Have you noticed how size can seem relative? When the kids are loud and running through the house, my house feels small. But when the house needs cleaning, it feels big. Really big. Too big for me to handle on my own. Sometimes, when I look around at our mess, the scale of it overwhelms…Read more »
Keeping it Real?
A couple of weeks ago I was cleaning my house (no, I’m not writing to announce an infrequent event . . .) and my mood was dirtier than the house. As I worked, I enjoyed the monologue I kept running in my head. I entertained myself by calling out those individuals who’d contributed to the…Read more »
Out of the Shadows
I experienced an exposure of sorts, recently. It was one of those times were the light was turned on me (not so much a spotlight but more of a headlight), and in its brightness much was revealed. What I saw wasn’t all pretty, and I sort of went into hiding. I was wounded and felt…Read more »