It’s cold and gets dark earlier and I miss the sun and warm weather. Paired with tiredness, normal busyness, and just plugging along on this road we call life. I am always surprised when I don’t feel happy every single day like I used to as a child. Then I spend days convincing myself that its okay to feel sad or tired. The panic in my mind tells me that something is wrong and I don’t listen.

Poetry!!!

Characters that I consider family fought horrific battles and had devastating loses. They rose up from the rubble and took a step forward. Continuing to fight on.

Seeing fictional couples who are still tackling life together and even in love with each other is impressive. As a married woman, it’s reassuring for myself and Jman that there are couples who are like us. Happily ever after is wonderful but show us real marriages. 

Did Jesus struggle when he saw the wrongs of this world? Like I have when I see someone mistreated. Did he get angry with the darkness of this world? Like Jman does sometimes. Did Jesus have lots of friends, or was he an outcast? Did Jesus like learning in school, or did he prefer being outside and observing God’s creation? Did Jesus have Autism or something else that made him different outwardly?

. The poem above was written during cancer; however, there are still things that ring true in my life almost nine years later. I always feel all these emotions, and I still get surprised when I’ve had five days where I feel sad, then wake up today and feel happy again.

Good Morning. We did something different this year for thanksgiving. We went to the beach and saw butterflies. Then on Black Friday we decorated our Living Room for Christmas. It was relaxing and beautiful. [ Dispute Over Jesus’ Testimony ] When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever … Continue reading Thanksgiving 2019 →

What is love? Is it a love where you will be with someone even though you can never physically touch them? Or a love where it’s a partnership? Or is it the meeting of the minds? A shared experience? Or just enjoying the beauty of life together? Is love sacrificial or self-sabotaging? Is love eternal or just instant? Or finally is love just only two beings sharing the same air and watching a movie in their living room.