Sunday, December 25, 2011

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Frantic abandon for His Love

No minute undevoted

Passion

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Open letter

Just my take - nothing more - not the answer

Every Sunday when I go to Church I lift my heart and worship and praise God. Grandmas floats into my head. Nothing triggers it, she just shows up. This letter comes from guidance

This whole situation seems like a blur to me and all of you. Remember when we would arrive for Christmas to a house packed with people not STUFF, that house was crushed with LOVE. So much so you touch it, feel it and breathe it in. Remember the scene

It has been 1365 days, just a number but I can feel every day in that number
Each night I tuck Oak into bed he wraps up in a quilt from her, from my childhood. I can feel her presence in those moments.
In those 1365... Oak and Cal have walked me through life with joy
Adriane has become a woman of grace and wisdom beyond her years
Josh has built a life a future
Kamaria has played a thousand more SkipBo games against hundreds of new opponents
Paige has found the love of her life
Kent has served his country
Khloe never got what she deserved

I know it's a lot, but how do we bring back some of those times, she was the common denominator for all of us as grand kids, she connected us and let's all stay connected somehow

Bring back the 4th
Let's fill a room with LOVE again
Merry Christmas
Love always