Time…It’s My Choice

Day 23 – I was on my way to a massage appointment this afternoon when I was stuck behind a slow moving truck. Talk about irritating. I wanted to be on-time for my appointment. No matter how keen I am on illuminating hurry from my life, this was not the moment to work on it.Continue reading “Time…It’s My Choice”

Recipe Time: GF, DF Banana Bread

Day 9 – I am a very “free” person. I am dairy-free, soy-free and sometimes gluten-free and sugar-free. Some of my free-ness comes from my mold allergy/muscle fatigue/who knows what my stomach tolerates stuff. I have to be essential-oils free, too, if I want to keep breathing. When I first was so restricted, I rememberContinue reading “Recipe Time: GF, DF Banana Bread”

Unraveling

Day 7 – I am terrible at waiting. Seriously. It’s not the grocery store-long line waiting. It’s the “I have little control over something and I have to wait for someone else to follow through” kind of waiting. A college course in “Relinquishing Control 101” is a definite requirement. There was a situation on Saturday,Continue reading “Unraveling”

Day 4 – The Slowness of Traditions

Today I was thinking about how quickly the winter holidays fly by. Before we know it our check lists are complete, one or two whirlwind days have come and gone and off we go running to the next thing. Traditions are sure to be a part of our checklists. They are for me. I askedContinue reading “Day 4 – The Slowness of Traditions”

Year-Long Adventure…Day 1

Anxiety Reduction Project: Day 1 “You must ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life.” -Dallas Willard Happy New Year! Wow, it’s 2020! I have hit a jackpot. Through a few authors I have been following this past year I was introduced to the teaching and perspectives of Dallas Willard. John Ortberg was mentored by him andContinue reading “Year-Long Adventure…Day 1”

Marriage in the Midst of Loss

Two little birds and two mini stockings hang on our Christmas tree. My two little girls decorated the tree with me this year. Their quick hands clasp around my two glass bird ornaments and before I knew it, the birds were headed for low branches. “No, Girls,” I said. “These birds go up high. TheyContinue reading “Marriage in the Midst of Loss”

Linger at the Table

Oxford defines the word linger as: to stay in a place longer than necessary because of a reluctance to leave. I have an incredible groups of ladies who like to gather around a table for dinner every month. I wish everyone could experience a table like this. It’s our tradition to serve everything at theContinue reading “Linger at the Table”