I have all the words yet none to say.
I am hopeful yet perplexed.
I am grateful yet unsettled.
I pray for the best yet witness the worst.
And I can’t bear the words.
We long for words that
brighten, encourage, lift, heal, unite.
We are deafened by words that
dull, depress, crush, bruise, divide.
Words … I cherish and piece them together with love.
Words … they scorn and pull souls apart.
I can’t bear it.
You are on your way. Keep pushing forward. Mom
Thanks for always being the wind beneath my wings…xoxox
We believe that love and grace win, but this is such a beautiful description of the battle. Love it.
Love and grace. In the middle of battle. Jesus had real confidence in us, didn’t he? Thanks, Ana…xoxox
How poignantly true
I truly wish all of our stories could just be fun and cheerful. Thankfully, we have each other to get through these rough times…xoxox
I just want to hug you
So, c’mon over! And, think about it: Hugs. a simple solution to anxiety, hate, and despair. Done! xoxox
Your words take me places I would not otherwise go. Thank you my dearest friend.