It’s been 21 years since my father passed away yet I felt from the time I was born I never knew him. I had his initials and his last name but not his heart nor his attention. Truth is: I have always wanted to be a Daddy’s girl. This has been a very sore spot in my heart that I have tried to suppress it for such a long time until now because it’s been on my mind since last night. I am furious and saddened but I must first acknowledge it before I let it go. Read more
Hello, May! As I awake, the words of the popular 16th-century poem ring ever so clearly in my ear:
April Showers Bring May Flowers
I remember learning this during story time in nursery school and have found myself repeating it fondly every year as the season of spring is ushered in. This year has been different though. I feel as if I have lived it. The March winds were fierce and the April showers seemed incessant but this May, my prayer is for flowers. The winter season has been a hard one for me and one where I did not do much writing just a lot of feeling, thinking and crying. I experienced loss and grief that went so deep, I felt like I was sinking into what seemed like an abyss of my tears. Read more
Love is releasing what is good for God’s best. It is believing no plan you have concocted for you and those you love is superior to His ways. It is reminding your soul to constantly put your hope in Jesus even when you heart is truly aching. It is the ability to grasp onto to Joy for strength when all you want to do is curl up in the fetal position and cry your eyes out. I knew this day would come, I hoped it would be 20 more years from now.