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Written in honor of International Women’s Day 2021 #IWD2021 #ChooseToChallenge
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I am recovering woman.
Watching the boys
following His dreams.
"Wanna hear another dumb blonde joke?"
I am recovering woman.
Waiting for husband
to come home from work
"I cannot live without you."
you bet this is a totally righteous poem! Read on, worthy soul! What happens when Heidi Esther’s answer for everything – toast – doesn’t solve the problem? What else can she do?
(The Heart Attack Series, 1 of 2. Second Story coming March 10!)
Itās the middle of the night. So, Iām sleeping, right? Minding my own business. Snuggled high in my Ikea loft bed under my Wiener-dog blanket and the crocheted one Stacey made me. She’s my step-mom. Iām thirteen years old. And Iām wearing my striped pajama pants with Christmas chihuahuas if you must know.
Thatās when I woke up. From the scratching. What the heck? Like someoneās clawing at my window. Iām not scared; Iām the family member who picks up bugs and puts them back outside. Alive. So, I open my curtains.
what’s outside? read on, brave soul!Dixie knew she had more light and love to share. But she did not know the way. Like with many things in her life, God gave her too many nudges to ignore.
āOne, two, f-ree, four, nine, ten. Ready or not, Gammie!ā bubble from two bright hazel eyes and sandy-brown hair in curly baby piggy-tails. Alice.
OMG Alice sounds like a little doll! Read on for more cuteness!Covid Series 2 of 2. First story here!
Stacey and I get home from Covid testing.
I can’t go anywhere without my pillow, which, to be honest, can be replaced by one towel.
I sat there, in a looks-like-Voldemort’s-Ministry-of-Magic-Boardroom. The third story of a law office in our midwestern downtown. My cold, clammy hands clutched a legal agreement. I looked up from the papers to the outside.
but what does the paper say??? read on, valiant soul!Jason and his wife came over for football. New friends, who live next door, love wine, AND can talk football with my wife? A PANDEMIC MIRACLE. So, we went all out….
(Covid Series 1 of 2. Second Story is HERE)
I cozied into my found-on-the-curb-and-itās-perfectly-fine-with-two-pillows-see? desk chair. ā caff coffee on the candle warmer. Fairy lights twinkling in my Apple Knockers cider jug. My favorite daytime sweatpants, warm out of the dryer. Itās gonna be a great day.
that sounds lovely! I wonder what happens next? Read on!Placing her hand on my heart.
Stacey: And you need time to see how amazing you are and love yourself, too.
God, thank you for putting Stacey in my life.
Sitting at my dining room table, staring at my quiet phone.
The floor and trim, ebony. Walls, an impersonal white. One side, an equally ebony oversized Goodwill china cabinet, filled with my everyday dishes, glasses. My small kitchen sucks. The other wall, covered in preschool artwork. The table itself, awash with crayons, paper, glue. They went to Dadās house in the middle of craft time. Iāll pick that up later, I said two days ago. An ass-cold day, throwing sleet on the window. The useless overhead light casting a smoke-stained glow.Ā
Nobody likes you.
Say it ain’t so! How could that be? what’s going on with her?Hamster Series 1/2: Big Mamma Love for a Little Fur Ball Hamster Series 2/2: Welcome to the World’s Toughest Hamster
Barbara (shuffling in the kitchen with a long face): Mom, Batgirl is shaking again.
She hugs my robed-self tightly from the side. I wrap my arms around her.
Me: People also get like this, at the end, too. Itās just that we give them medicine.
Barbara: Itās not fair.
Yes, it might be time for a kleenex. Read on, sweet animal-loving soul!Wow. Iāve never seen her hold anything with so much care.Ā
Me: Youāre like a hamster-whisperer.
Barbara: LOL, Mom.
Hamster Series 1/2: Big Mamma Love for a Little Fur Ball Hamster Series 2/2: Welcome to the World’s Toughest Hamster
Barbara (My 11-year-old daughter): OMG Mom! Is that a hamster?
Me: Yep! What do you think? He just came in.
Barbara: He is super cute! And not like Herman.
Me: Do you mean because heās a different color?
Barbara: Yes, and heās so small.
Me: No, itās just the black fur, heās another Siberian hamster. Weāll still have to use the rat cage.
Barbara: LOL, OK š
loving this hammy? what will happen next? Read on!Welcome to the inaugural Love and Light Warrior Spotlight! Take a break, grab your favorite pet (just don’t let the others know!), and meet fellow warriors committed to spreading joy, self-awareness, and acceptance in our world. For more info, go to the official page here!
Is this also going to talk about WHO melissa is? You betcha! Read on, dear soul!