Wednesday Writing Prompt Challenge… HOME

This is my story. My truth. I miss him.

It’s said you can’t go home again

How true that is for me

Cause home wasn’t a place

Home wasn’t a building

Home was You.

I resided in your heart

Your soul my blanket

When I close my eyes

I imagine my head

Still pillowed on your chest

I can still feel you……

In my dreams I can always go home…..


Friday’s Daily Prompt…TEARS

I’ve chosen to share a poem I wrote 5 months after my husband passed away. I’m grateful to be here almost 6 years later, not so paralyzed by that pain and grief. I’ve still sadness in my heart as I miss him so very much, and grief still visits occasionally, but I’ve learned to not hide the tears when they need to come.


Wednesday’s Weekly Prompt..Resolutions

Funny thing. I haven’t participated in a weekly prompt in months. This morning, I was jotting down a list for 2023. Little things, some bigger things, at least for me. I stopped making NY Resolutions a long time ago as it was just a set up for leaving me feeling like a failure. Imagine my surprise as I was scrolling through WP and came across todays weekly prompt … so here’s my 2023 want-to-do-bucket list of sorts. There’s no pressure……I like that!


more God, more hoping, more faith, more stillness

more sunrises, more books, more reflecting,

more simplicity, more peace, more patience,

more listening, more conversation, more connections,

more dragonflies, more kitty cuddles, more balance

more wondering, more wandering, more walks

more writing, more painting, more creating,

more sunsets, more time in nature, more hugs

More sunrises
More writing
More creating
More dragonflies

Happy New Years Eve 🎇

The hands of time

Tick tocking the moments away.


The final chapter

Of this book will be written,

The last period put in place.

And the book will close.

Reflection will follow.

There were stormy seas

That pounded and tried to break me.

There were times of peaceful calm,

When all seemed right.

What I have found

On this journey,

Is that my life

Is/was somewhere in the middle.

The rough seas help make me stronger.

The calm revitalizes.

In the middle, I find a cohesiveness

That makes my life’s journey

Explicitly my own.

The book is closed now.

A new one ready to be written.

While I hold the pencil ( I like to have the ability to erase)

God will guide my hand

and help me turn the page,

Let the journey continue.


Happy New Years Eve Folks!!

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. (2 Corinthians 5:17)

New Beginnings (part 2)

You cannot change the past.
You can only improve on the present.”

~Michael Bassey Johnson~

The day after arriving here in Pa, it was time to move forward with selling the NC place. I’d decided to wait till the boys and I were out of the home before attempting to sell.

I reached out to a realtor who proceeded to meet my daughter at the house. She assessed my property and took her photos. I trusted her judgement on what we should put it on the market for. I was selling it ‘as is’, and while I had a number in my head, I was also realistic. She suggested almost to the dollar what I had been thinking. Good sign as far as I was concerned.

A few days after signing what needed to be signed, the house went ‘live’. It was late on a Friday afternoon. The amount of activity proved to be exciting and nerve racking… the end of the weekend I had multiple offers.

I accepted one which blessed me with more than I anticipated. Closing would take a few weeks….and the day before Thanksgiving it was all done. I truly had and continue to have much to be thankful and grateful for as 2022 comes to a close.

Closing here on my new place will be any day now….in the meantime, I’m snuggled in, grateful to be home.

Winter cheers