No, I’m not completely crazy. I realize the season that follows autumn is winter. However, I’m not talking about those kinds of seasons. Rather…the seasons my grief. I’ve had an epiphany of sorts over the last day or so. Living in the mountains of Western North Carolina, our winters can be quite varied. Some winters…like…
My feeling towards Wednesdays these days is even worse than the way I feel about Tuesdays. In continuation from yesterday’s post… I think we left the police station sometime around 1:30 am on Wednesday. We left with the instructions, “we’ll let you know if we hear anything”. They also sent a car to our house…
Today is another Tuesday. I’ve come to not like them too much, because they remind me of the Tuesday that almost took my breath away 26 weeks ago. Here’s a little of what it looked like that day… My husband kissed me goodbye, as he left for work before my feet even touched the floor…
It’s hard to believe that, including today, there are exactly 10 blogging days left of this 40-day adventure. No worries – I don’t intend to fall of the blog-wagon after I complete this. I’ve actually been praying about that – how much does God actually want me to blog anyway? He’s making that clear, and…
Thank you friends…for your prayers, encouraging comments and love this week. I’ll be glad when this “wave” passes! I don’t have much to write about today…heart aches a little too much for this gal. So, I thought I would share with you something that makes me laugh. I needed to laugh today, so I looked…
It’s not too difficult to see if you’ve been following my blog posts this week that it’s been a doozy. Monday was just plain yucky. And…yesterday? Well, I think I just spent the day getting over Monday. There’s nothing monumental that’s taken place. I mean, even my splatter on the floor of the local grocery…
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