Two days ago, I posted this meme on Letitgocoach Facebook page. I thought it’s sweet, but didn’t realize the impact it would have. People are drinking it up like water. I was thinking, to find our true selves, it really is in the unbecoming. To peel off the layers of what has adhered to us.… Continue reading You Are Loved
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Feel the Music
I’ve had the stereo on everyday since my daughter’s been gone. At first it was for extra sound. Then I began to feel God’s love through the music. This song says, there’s never been a moment that I was not loved by Him, but it doesn’t always seem that way. My daughter is on a… Continue reading Feel the Music
I Scare People
I love on people. That’s what I do. It’s scary to some. I refer to almost everyone who crosses my path as ‘lovely’. If you’re a man, you will be called, ‘darling’. If I see you in person, you’re going to get a hug. In today’s world, this can be misinterpreted as flirting. This is… Continue reading I Scare People
Humble and Kind
I woke up this morning thinking of these words. Humble and kind. They go hand in hand. When I stay humble, kindness seems to pour out of me. I learned this lesson the hard way years ago. Then of course, living in Texas, these words reminded me of a Tim McGraw song. “When the dreams… Continue reading Humble and Kind
Thank You Chemo
God knows when to talk with me. It’s either in the shower, or while vacuuming. Both are a mindless movement where He can get my undivided attention. Taking a shower, and relishing in the fact they’re so quick now. I hop in, lather up, rinse, and step out. Ten minutes max, depending if I take… Continue reading Thank You Chemo
Box of Love
When I began Blogging, my thought was, this is for my daughter Bailey. To have a place to go and read about our journey together. What goes on the Internet, stays on the Internet, is our motto. This guy in Missouri has been talking with her for a while now. His name is Brett, and… Continue reading Box of Love
A Happy Moment
We met in the kitchen, staring at one another with that wide-eyed look of, “What do we do?” It had been eight years since I had heard that noise requiring attention. It was almost 4 am, and this had been going on for a little while. The high-pitched cry, squeal and whining noise coming from… Continue reading A Happy Moment
