Tip of My Iceberg

There’s something so wonderfully restorative about Thanksgiving.  Yes, in spite of trying to cook all the traditional favorites, cleaning up the house for company, creating an ambience that will encourage others to relax and enjoy the moment, it is a lovely time where we’re given the chance to think about being thankful.  And no matter…

I am a die-hard soccer mom.  Have been for more years than I care to think, considering all six of our kids played the game.  I get what it’s like to stand on the side-lines and scream “Shoot” at the top of my lungs.  Or to gripe about a referee that is obviously blind or…

I often find it difficult to get excited about the same old thing.  And if I lose enthusiasm, I find that I don’t work as hard at what I need to do.  I want to learn to delight in the moment, to be content with what is, not yearning for what is not or has…

Our neighbor, Jim, just returned from Afghanistan, safely, much thinner, but home.  He has fought in a war he didn’t begin so that others might have the chance to experience what we in this country often take for granted–our freedom and our value as individuals.  His folks have been courageous in their wait, hopeful in…

Words.  The means of communication.  Tools of expression.  The building blocks of understanding one another.  I have lots of words–I’ve been told I have a knack for filling air space with words.  Words can be useful, encouraging, uplifting, soothing and helpful.  They can also be hurtful, spiteful, hateful, disruptive, accusing and shaming.  Words can build…