Cleaning out the Closets of Life

Cleaning out the Closets of Life

As I’ve been cleaning out closets and clutter this week in an attempt to minimize my life .. I’ve run across many memories from the past .. this particular picture of me and my mom has me thinking of when my picking up and cleaning up in life first started...
Healer of a Broken Heart

Healer of a Broken Heart

We’re plugging along through life .. and .. all of a sudden it happens .. we find ourselves with a broken heart .. and friends .. it hurts ..  yes .. we’ve been there before .. and .. we were in hope .. it would not happen again  .. we’ve even done...
Shame .. Shame .. Shame

Shame .. Shame .. Shame

Shame .. it’s just another form of addiction .. a silent killer .. a learned response .. when we start feeling shameful .. we leave ourselves and operate .. much like if we were all doped up .. haha .. that’s right .. nothing clear can get in .. and .....
Labor Day Love

Labor Day Love

Growing up – Labor Day meant getting up and heading to the beach rain or shine.  My mom – she loved the beach and everyday she had off from work that’s where we headed – lathered down in baby oil and iodine we were ready to roll. Memories...
Simple Kindness

Simple Kindness

What I miss the most about not working the Coffee House is the people .. yes .. all you people .. who .. so graciously showed me much kindness throughout the years .. oh and yes .. those hugs .. they were awesome .. with that .. it got me to thinking on kindness .....

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