New year

 New Year

Same God

Different me

Same God

Trust and obey

New year

Same story

It all starts

And ends

With the 

Father

necessary

 In the

Cold winter air

I’m reminded 

That all 

Seasons are 

Necessary

The ones

I don’t like

Are the 

Most useful

For growth

Pruning

Sowing

And reaping

May difficulty

Not scare me

But be welcomed

With open arms 

Learn

 What I’m learning

I got an unexpected gift this Christmas. It was wrapped so well. It was so pretty. I didn’t want to open it. I still have the ribbon. Christmas has been beautiful, yet tested my mettle. God is good. Even when I’m not. All the pretty exterior can’t mask inner turmoil. I’ve been in a battle with my own body and mind. And my goal for the New Year is a consistent perseverance. 

God never stops refining us. Never lets off the gas. He is the driver of my car, not me. 

Your will not mine is the hardest lesson I constantly relearn even if I don’t want to. Isn’t that how He works. 

Love Regine

Questions

 What are you making?

What are you eating?

What is bringing you joy?

Favorite Christmas gift?

Love

 It’s been mentally and physically taxing in recovery. Holidays are not great times to recover. I’m beyond cranky. Pray for me please. I write this because you all have asked that I continue to share my love and light. The fact is I’m not feeling the love and light right now. I’m a flawed human being in need of His light. God Bless you all

Merry Christmas

 Merry Christmas. The weary world rejoices. 

Sending love and light

Your way

May it

Be a day

Of joy

Hope and 

Love

Hugs

 Procedure day. Taking some days off. Love you all. God bless you all. 

Loving snail mail

Shopping at The House of Ford in Greenville, SC. They ship too. 

Good friends

Hugs

Jesus

Your turn?

exhaustion

This morning was an exhausting one to say the least. I truly hope that none of you ever become disabled or need help. I don’t have the energy to rehash it. I just hope for humanity to not experience the indignity I have.  I guess it is an inconvenience for you. Walk in my shoes for one minute. I don’t know if you could. I no longer have the luxury to give the benefit of the doubt. Silver spoons are not available for me. I’m learning what to fight. I’m starting to wonder if it is a losing battle to educate. 

We want easy. Too bad, God didn’t give me a ride on Easy Street. 

I’m not sour. I’m realistic. The rose colored glasses shatter and shatter again. I don’t know which part of me is more exhausted. Is it the physical body or the mind. 

We all say we want a simpler time. I just want a time when we weren’t so self-centered or gave a darn. Truth is something we say we want, but can’t handle. God bless you  

love

 Stopping to savor 

The richness

Of morning coffee

The savory goodness

Of a crusty 

And flaky

Buttery

French bread

While I

Catch up 

With two

Of my favorite

Redheads

Makes

This brunette

One blessed

And content

Beauty

saturday

 Happy Saturday

Christmas lights

Cool nights

Hot cocoa

In a 

Santa mug

As St. Nick

And Rudolph

Relax

Before 

The upcoming journey

Questions

 What is making you smile?

What are you making?

Any holiday plans?

What are you reading?

What are you giving others?

Mystery

 God,

Thank you

For the blessings

I don’t see

Or know

Are blessings

In that moment

Until much later

It’s in an

Iced latte

Purchased

With a gift card

A hug 

I wasn’t expecting 

And a conversation 

That made me smile

Joy is in

The ordinary

Where nothing

Is guaranteed

But surprises

Yield a benefit

That isn’t quantifiable 

Enjoy the journey

It can be

Beautiful

In its

Own mystery

Love

 My body

Feels a little 

Pained this morning

Sending hugs

And love

Your way

Tuesday

 The body

Is moving 

Albeit slowly

This morning

Smile brightly

And prosper

My friends

woods

 Green juice

Some tunes

A little writing

Gratitude

And 

Jesus

The makings

Of a good

Day in my

Neck of the woods

Me

I’m having to just be still. Quiet. 

Fighting

No longer

Gives me 

Joy

My hope

Is in 

The Father

Who fights

For me

Unblemished.

 As I get older

I learn

Silence

Speaks louder

Than words

Ever could

And keeping

My side of

The street clean

Is a full time job

If I’d like

My sanity

And moral compass 

Remain unblemished. 

Cashmere dreams

 Cuddled in cashmere 

And a heating pad

My muscles

Are screaming

From PT

Looks like rest 

And hydration

Are on the menu

I’m loving the Christmas cards coming to my mailbox. It’s the small things friends. Love you. 

Questions

 What is your spirit like?

What is your biggest wish?

What is your biggest hope?

What are you reading?

Best place you’ve ever traveled?

Accept

 Sometimes you will be in places and be a light even when you least expect it.  Sometimes being yourself is the blessing. I’m learning confidence and assertiveness are not a weakness. It’s calculated strength when needed. I’ve spent years apologizing for who I am. I was and am in the wrong. God didn’t make a mistake, therefore neither have I. I’ve spent years following the story. Searching for one. The story is me. I’m the story. God keeps reiterating that. I’ve finally accepted it. Sending much love to all who need it

Stop searching

And accept

The answer

Whether 

I like it

Or not

Mercies

 Today

I’m thanking God for a new day and new mercies

Today I’m thankful for your love

Today I’m grateful for a full heart

And a full belly

I could complain, but it does no good. 

Grateful for some good magazines for distraction and dreaming. 

It’s your turn. 

Hugs

 Send some prayers my way please. My body is not cooperating today. So I’m sending hugs and love your way. 

What is bringing you joy today?

Sunday

 The beautiful Christmas cards arriving in my mailbox are making me smile so wide. Thank you so much. There is a Boston butt in my crock pot. A fire in the fireplace. Christmas music on. I’m savoring and reveling in the small things. 

I roasted some marshmallows last night as I was watching the ball games. Nothing like that ooey gooey goodness. 

Peace and contentment are true gifts. 

Have a beautiful day my friends. 

mercy

 On a cooking kick. Send me those recipes please

God gives us answers

When we stop asking

Lord have mercy

Rainy day

 It’s a rainy 

And cold day

Here

And yet

All I can

Think

It’s perfect

As I search

For old recipes

As my oven

And I 

Have some

Collaboration

Upcoming

Love

 Seeing your comments of love and appreciation for me leaves me humbled and speechless. For a girl who people always wondered what her purpose would be, and whether it mattered, I can now answer that question. I’m realizing that I don’t need validation. It’s nice to have, but not necessary. Jesus and the therapy chair are curing my need for outward acceptance. As are you all even as you lavish me with a love I don’t merit. I don’t bring home bacon. I just try to give my little world a smile. That’s enough it seems. May your days be merry. Your hearts joyful. Your light never dimmed. 

Love you all so much. 

Regine

peace

 Finding peace

In silent

Stillness

And sitting

With my 

Own thoughts 

Without anxiety

questions

 What are you drinking?

What are you eating?

What are you making?

What is on your Christmas list?

What is making you smile?

Coffee

Granola bar

Pancakes

La ligne sweaters, jeans, blue jays gear

Snail mail

lessons

 What DC taught me

Ask for help. You will be helped. 

Enjoy the simple pleasures. They are the ones you’ll always remember. 

Jesus will show up when you least expect it 

Taking walks will lead to the best discoveries

Eat the dessert