Poetry

The Tree (Part 1)

Part 1 of The Tree in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves. Tomorrow, I post Part 2 which is also the final poem in this collection. We always ignore the actual bare bones of the tree come fall. But oh, it does beautiful work! How steady and strong its presence. It’s the backbone of fall. Today, we notice.
Poetry

Season’s Greeting

the fifth poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves.

Things we can’t ignore. . .

The current state of us and the reality of our world and how it all coincides. You’ve got to acknowledge what you’re sad about, what you hoped would happen, but didn’t & what you wish could be, but isn’t.

Sadness is a good place to start. It’s the place we have to start if we’re going to genuinely celebrate at all. ❤

AND WE WILL.

But first, we boldly give sadness a place to sit next to us and we talk about its presence with each other and with God.

Poetry

Branches

the fourth poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves.

Let the sad stuff be sad.❤

You can be full of life, hope, and joy without forcing yourself into a state of happiness. Part of my grieving process is sharing my thoughts & emotions with God. Simply saying, “God, this is hard” makes all the difference.