On the last Friday in June, here’s something to think about:
The purpose of life,
after all,
is to live it,
to taste experience to the utmost,
to reach out eagerly and with out fear
for newer and richer experience
~ Eleanor Roosevelt… Read More
On the last Friday in June, here’s something to think about:
The purpose of life,
after all,
is to live it,
to taste experience to the utmost,
to reach out eagerly and with out fear
for newer and richer experience
~ Eleanor Roosevelt… Read More
I wonder what our lives would be like today if he were still alive?
This question keeps rolling over in my mind as I stand in a stationary store, browsing through the Father’s Day cards, trying to find a card to give my wonderful 87-year-old Dad but also thinking of the emptiness of the day for my son whose father died when he was thirteen years old.
Of course there is no way to know what life would be like if my husband, my son’s father, was still alive and with us, but that doesn’t stop my meandering mind from… Read More
When I am feeling vulnerable from making a mistake or stressed out from a work project or just plain personally overloaded by my life, I try to find something that will feed my inner resources. Something that will feed my soul.
If something goes wrong or becomes overwhelming or things in general don’t feel as though they are in sync in a good way, then I know I need to find a sweet spot where I can take a break and treat myself to something positive. Not anything big or expensive. Just something that makes the clouds break and brings… Read More
I’m still here.
These are words of determination and strength. They come from facing up to a cold hard truth about a new reality that life has given us to handle. It could be the loss of a loved one or an unexpected and tragic diagnosis, accident or attack. The person saying these words is often trying to tell you that they are still searching or have found a new way to live through the pain and suffering of this change in their life.
I’m still here.
I used these words many times after my husband died. For me they… Read More
This past weekend the weather in my part of the world was picture perfect and I took advantage of it by visiting my wonderful son who lives in Richmond and also helping my talented sister and friends sell their crafts at a local fair. Oh my goodness unplugged, unfiltered, unscheduled time just feeds my soul to the max!
On a bridge overlooking the James River & the city of Richmond
It was a weekend of forgetting about my usual chores and errands and just spending time with people I love and care about. My feeling is there will always be… Read More
I write today from a new platform.
This Word Press platform is still under construction because I am essentially doing it all by myself. Every day, I work on the content and try to bring it up to date. It may not appear that I am doing anything to change the look of Cry Laugh Heal but please be assured that I am.
I am not a person who runs from challenges but I must admit that this challenge has been more than I expected. There may have been a way to prevent some of the issues I am… Read More