Finding the good
In a nostalgic life saver candy
An extra cheesy
Slice of piece of pizza
A refreshing fruit smoothie
A hour at the thrift store
A smile and a fist bump
Exchanged after
Realizing our sports team
Of choice got the win
Joy, I will seek you
As fervently as needed
God knows I need you
Like the air
I’m so fortunate
To breathe
Could use some prayers today. If you’d humble me. Love you all.
Regine
What is making you smile?
What are you baking?
Any favorite cookbooks?
Favorite desserts?
Favorite restaurant?
A walk
Down the
Sandy lane
Sandals
In one hand
Sarong in
The other
As Southern sunsets
Are on
The horizon
The veranda
Is calling my name
After a long day
Baking in
Blissful sunshine
Sweet tea
And my favorite magazine
Await me
This evening
As the thunder
Booms overhead
What did you do this weekend?
Favorite hobbies?
What are you buying?
What are you reading?
Any new blogs or Substacks to recommend?
Rest
Reading and doodling
Food
Switching between new reads and old favorites
Awaiting your responses
Your turn?
Open mind
Warm heart
Steady hands
Strengthened legs
For the battles
I’m to face
May I
Have faith
Persevere and trust
That it’s all
A part of
His perfect plan
Let me tell you
My emotions
Have been all
Over the place
Gratitude one minute
Bitterness the next
Sadness appears
Then joy appears
As soon as
I step one foot
Outdoors
My soul has
Been on the
Merry go round
It’s not fun
But today
God gave me
Little blessings
Little miracles
To hold onto
Until the desires
Of my heart
Become reality
When one of you said in a comment that God keeps blessing me, and I just don’t know it, I didn’t believe you. Now, I’m going to eat crow apparently. The level of my impatience these days is beyond quantifiable. I’m not proud of this. I have no idea why I’m admitting this. I don’t know if I will ever know why. God is obliterating my timetable with absolute force. Everything is back to basics. I’m going back to the ABC’s of faith. And it’s not fun. I must need a refresher course. Everything is being flipped. I guess God use anything to get my attention. Who knew it would involve a conversation about the tastiest sardines while trying to find them on the shelf in Wal-Mart today.
Favorite food
Favorite drink
Favorite US destination
Favorite piece of clothing
First blog you checked this morning
Deep dish pizza
Diet Sprite
Nantucket
Jeans
Couture Carrie
Your turn
Let me be
As the flowers
Of the field
Basking in grace
Rain or shine
Whose aroma
Sweetens with
Each day
How was your Mother’s Day?
What are you reading?
What are you eating?
What are you buying?
What is making you smile?
Good. Took Mom to Zaxby’s. Small town. Not much open. She enjoyed her salad. Told me it was the thought that counted. I guess fancy doesn’t matter sometimes.
Kinfolk magazine
Protein bar
Browsing my favorite boutique The House of Ford out of Greenville
A sweet text message I didn’t expect.
Your turn?
Mom
The one
Who will
Still kiss
Boo boos
Tell the truth
Yet still remind
You everyday
Not to mention
Her idiosyncrasies
They will soon
Become your own
Happy Mother’s Day
Who am I
I’m still meeting me
These past few years
Are still teaching me
That all the money
And fame
Might bring attention
But seeking attention
For attention’s sake
Will leave one
With a lonely heart
A starved soul
A warped mind
And a lost sense of self
The numbers on this blog
Leave me speechless each day
Because too often
I’ve let the world
Determine my worth
And when that happens
Turmoil erupts
Like angered volcanoes
I don’t know
Much
But I know this
I must trust God
Over everything else
Even if
Even when
It’s an hourly struggle
Lacing up
Those tennis shoes
Freedom in
The feet
In the street
As each step
Brings my body
Back to a place
I can be
Proud of now
And forevermore
Favorite hobbies?
Random fact about you?
Favorite magazine?
Favorite author?
Favorite book?
Reading, writing, thrifting
I like to doodle
Vogue or Tatler
Tolstoy
Too many
Your turn?
A little smile
A big hug
A joy
That isn’t spoken
In simplicity
An ordinary life
Becomes extraordinary
Not because
What we want
Changes
But how
We approach it
Shifts
And we realize
That as
My hands
Are occupied
My mind
Can’t wander
Down the rabbit hole
Swimming in a sea
Of tulle and jewels
Regal Red
Corseted Back
Diamond Brooch
Pearl studs
Gold slingbacks
The best accessory
The smile
That steals
The global community’s
Heart
As the sun rises
On this beautiful morning
I’m reminded that
What I thought
Were losses
Aren’t looking
That way
Anymore
I’m still impatient
And want it
My way
So folks
I’m still
Being molded
I’ll take small wins
All day long
Because my
Batting average
Lately
Is nothing
To write
Home about
These days
How was your weekend?
What’s for breakfast?
What’s on your heart?
What is your cart?
What are you reading?
Pretty good. Had some company over.
Honey Nut Cheerios
Too much.
Food and not much else
A new book by Lorraine Brown. I just started it. No review yet.
Happy Monday
Good morning
What do you
Want from me
To be me
Without pause
To not question
My love for you
To trust
And put
Your faith
In the One
That never fails
I’m learning in all this that the complicated things don’t faze me, it’s simple mundane tasks that give me anxiety. I’m realizing that asking for help is not something to ashamed of even if I still do feel shame. Full dependency on God looks like His fellow children every day. It seems I have to ask for help every single day. I have to not see this as failure. My mind has to rewired completely. I wish I were joking. To be so intelligent, yet feel so inept. So inadequate. The things I have to ask help with would make you laugh. If it were funny that is. I’m embarrassed of all the things I need help with these days. You all said to let it out, so here it is. I’m glad God doesn’t laugh at my needs. Some days it feels like I can follow directions correctly
Sending love on this Saturday
The rain is
Cleansing for
My spirit
As I
Savor the
Stillness
That is
Calming me
Down with
Each raindrop
That pelts
The roof
With impunity
Friday happies
Downloaded a new book to read
Watching clay court tennis
A good cup of coffee
A good blueberry muffin
A good nap
I never thought I’d enjoy a nap. I guess with age I learn new things everyday. Share your joys with me please.
