When I think about how many of us stroll and stride through our days glancing over miracles from a place of overfamiliarity and taking evident blessings for granted my heart hurts and my motives feel disrupted. However, I’ve stopped treating disruptions as the worst thing ever. I’ve started to breathe…

It felt like everyone found their way to my Aunt Lil’s living room that Sunday afternoon. I wasn’t ever sure what the “norm” was, as we only visited during the summers. And during those visits I often found myself giving my parents a look of “Is this what I should…

my mind — confused — wanted me to say “forgive me if i’m not what you want me to be.” but then my heart quickly silenced that thought and helped me see the rebuttal was “what are you sorry for? are you who you need you to be?” i was…

fall, like the weather a sudden fade is how this feels as if i create a pause, and you disappear so i give in, allowing myself to reap what was sowed i begin to see how the tree branches lighten their load when i choose to release, know it’s from…

i pray, pray, pray that you stop stopping that you tighten your grip through the strain and learn that reps in anything will lead to gain you can take a loss while standing on your feet you can win while resting amidst the incomplete maybe this time you’ll fight the urge to run away, experience a good thing and know that you deserve to stay i pray, pray, pray that you keep going that you find an unconditional love, and nothing less

I tend to go for walks in the evening, but some days I find myself awake early enough to take a stroll before I start my day. Every now and then, I run into the mailman in my neighborhood. I usually greet him with a distant wave and once our…

Recently, I caught myself thinking about the things I’ve sought after in my life. Sitting there, I started to consider the current things I’m seeking after, and began asking myself why. Why those things? Why those people? And why those places? As I pondered more and more, two words kept…

I’d been sitting there writing at the bookstore for hours. This older couple that I had been conversing with eventually asked if they could read something I’ve written, but since I felt like all I had to offer was scribbles that day, I passed on sharing. The gentleman said “Well…

Some years ago a man returned to his hometown with his family. On that trip, many of those evenings consisted of a walk after dinner either out to the fields or down to the creek. Sunday evening came and bellies were very full, so outside the family went. While walking…