It whispered to me over, and over, "Take the space in your heart for what will never be, and create something new to fill It!"
Hello, my wee, merry band of Dibbuns. Last we chatted, I was in a dark place. Loving big also means you hurt big sometimes too, but do you really want to love small? It's okay ... and I'm okay. Thanks to all of you, I had a safe place to let all of the yuck… Continue reading I told you I would be back to being myself again … a soft, squishy, marshmallow, who sees the world thru rose colored glasses!
Tonight, I am not made of lightness, and sweetness. I am hard, and heavy...
Well, my hello, my little friends! Where were we? Oh ... yes, the last part of my story about angels, otherworldly happenings, and Dennis' health crisis in Canada 4 years ago. Last we spoke in part II, Dennis was still in ICU, but, praise be, he had finally regained consciousness! Once they removed Dennis' breathing… Continue reading Part Three of Hope grows in rocky soil, Georgia, on my mind …
He showed me Dennis' MRI, and the entire posterior of his brain was covered in what looked like, dark, ominous, storm clouds.
An invitation, and a story of miraculous events!
"The earth has music for those who listen."
"You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending."-C.S. Lewis Well, what the dickens? It feels like I went to sleep and when I woke up, my birthday and Christmas had been, and gone! November and December were a joyous, whirlwind of many fabulous events.… Continue reading Time really does fly when you’re frolicking!
This post isn't on my list of things to do before 50, but I have been feeling nudged by my intuition to write a post on this subject. If you have any form of attachment whatsoever to another human being - Congratulations!!!! YOU WILL BE A CAREGIVER AT SOME POINT IN YOUR LIFE. So, perhaps… Continue reading Well I guess I won’t have any secrets left after you read this! NOT a task, just a little chat, from Auntie Lee-Lee, about ‘The Imperfect Art of Care-giving!’