To Sleep, but Not to Slumber ~ A Christmas Wish for the Brokenhearted

Someone asked me the other day when exactly did I begin to hate Christmas? I couldn’t quite place the precise date when the cheery, bubbly, naive child stopped believing in the magic Five, seven, ten? Who’s to say? It happened all at once, the snow globe blown out of proportion and super-sized colored lightbulbs scorch and burn I try but the sadness, maudlin and sorrow I am born Lives in these

3 day Quote Challenge ~ Tolerance

I was invited by the lovely blogger Stephanie Ortez (thank you), of Collected Essays of The Anxious Mind to participate in the 3 day Quote Challenge on the theme of sadness. I have chosen not to write about the recent tragic events and massacres unfolding on a global scale, but to look back and reexamine where we have been. To ponder how many mountaintop peaks and ocean depths there are  separating

Roots and Wings

Roots and Wings God isn’t looking for me That’s okay He’s busy Lots of heartache going on Too much trouble all around People don’t see people can’t see people don’t wanna see people My god have you seen the news? I can’t believe what’s going on Ain’t new ain’t nothing but old news Still it’s an awful lot of hurt to swallow and go down I’m no better Than you and you