Tag: uncertainty

How to be Strong

How to be Strong

Recalling my childhood I don’t remember ever talking about feelings. The unspoken message was to be quiet and good. We knew our parents loved us unconditionally, but it wasn’t exactly in vogue to share feelings.

Ruts

Ruts

I like ruts. Sameness, ritual, routine. I don’t tire of the same coffee, the same neighbors, same food. I like living in the same house where our babies learned to walk. The house Tom built.

To-Do’s for My Last Day

To-Do’s for My Last Day

“If today were your last, would you do what you’re doing? Or would you love more, give more, forgive more? Forgive and give as if it were your last opportunity. Love like there’s no tomorrow, and if tomorrow comes, love again.”

Max Lucado

A Fairy Tale Comes True

A Fairy Tale Comes True

The young man, David, began to share about his life and that he was praying for a wife. She learned that he’d been divorced six years and had one child. Because his priority was his daughter, he’d decided not to date, but to trust God to bring his mate at the right time. June didn’t understand why she was drawn to him, but told David she’d ask God for an answer and let him know!

How I Got the Life I Really Wanted

How I Got the Life I Really Wanted

I really do believe in setting goals. With hands wide open. What I mean is this: “We can make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.” (Proverbs 16:9)

When Home Staging gets Personal

When Home Staging gets Personal

What if you suddenly walked out of your home, never to return? What would your loved ones find? I’m regularly speaking to baby boomer clients about all their stuff, and what in the world to do with it? We were endowed with rare treasures from our parents and grandparents. Chosen to be caretakers of priceless antiques. “Keep these pieces in our family,” they said. I’m constantly saying to my clients and to myself, “Stuff is only (monetarily) worth what someone is willing to pay for it.”

Hurricanes and Other Storms

Hurricanes and Other Storms

I started writing a blog post last week, but somehow I couldn’t get excited about describing emotional trauma caused by mountains of…

Juxtapositions

Juxtapositions

JUXTAPOSITIONS. When I think about my life, I truly don’t think I would have known joy and gratitude without the pain.