Closed-fisted. This is my general approach to life. I enter each day tightly grasping on to the things I know. The things I love. The things I have. All of these things only allowed to be mine by the grace of a loving God. And even then, never really mine at all. This has been... Continue Reading →
Ever since I allowed myself to write a few days ago, I have been extremely weepy. I have cried more the last few days than I have in 8 months. I am crying at everything. Happy tears. Sad tears. Just because tears, which are maybe really cleansing tears. I am realizing I am feeling again.... Continue Reading →
My 5 year-old's reading lesson this week includes three new sight words...to, too, and two. She understood the concept of two (the number) and to (in the direction of) pretty quickly. It took a bit more to understand the word too. Too - also or very. As I was trying to give her examples of... Continue Reading →
(I was just reminded of this writing from a couple of years ago.) Have you ever had an argument with God? I am ashamed to admit, my answer would have to be yes! And unfortunately, this particular June day is a prime example. I started the day by running late to get my three year old... Continue Reading →
I haven't been sleeping well lately. I have been restless. I am not typically a person who dreams a lot in their sleep, but that has been different lately. Last night is a good example. I had a dream that I was in a dark room with a blanked out computer screen and the only... Continue Reading →
Kim Wideman 