growing…

My hair. Beginning seeds have begun their sprouting, and I can’t decide if I’m going to be completely gray at forty-four or will continue with a patchy mix of various shades. While barely visible to others, I feel my hair there… soft and tender and just enough of a...

on landing safely home…

This is an important post for me. I want to go somewhere with my thoughts—a “place” I’ve been dwelling at in recent days. I don’t think I’m alone in my dwelling, for I believe that there are many of us who’ve pitched our tents a time or two or ten at this address,...

a flower for you…

I’m a woman in need of connection… a person who needs people. It matters not the number of people. What matters is presence… what my friend, Alicia Chole, would say “the present of presence.” We give big when we give ourselves to someone else, for the giving of self...

Chemo #8 {crossing over}

Few words today… plenty on the video. This is my crossing over day, and while I’ll spend the next few weeks with the same side effects and many more months being restored to full health, I feel closer now than I have in the previous five months. To God be...
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