light · Love · Restoration

A Song & A Kiss

I was in a deep sleep. A sweet sleep, but not deep enough to block out the cries of my little boy. Those types of deep sleeps no longer exist in my world. I crawl out from under the warmth of the covers, fumbling to find the floor, my wool lined slippers and something to… Continue reading A Song & A Kiss

Freedom · Life Spilled Like Water · nature · word


Sitting at my breakfast table, this gathering place of nourishment both belly and soul, this dear place my family comes to each morning hungry with the assurance that they will be fed. The rare times, the quiet times I sit here on my own, peering into the stretch of barren trees that decorate the yard. I watch… Continue reading Come