Well-meaning people often say "time heals all wounds" usually when someone has lost a loved one. Or, when they are at a loss for words. Today is Yom Kippur, the day of atonement. It is also the 2nd anniversary of my ex-husband's death. I have often thought about Enrique during these two years. There were… Continue reading When Time Doesn’t Heal
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First Love
First love By Natalie Lynn Hidalgo I looked away, and let my gaze leave your face Creating space To move, to turn, to leave my first love. I no longer see The reflection of me in your eyes. Turning I see lies Reflected in the looking glass, The worlds measure of my worth…against your truth.… Continue reading First Love
My Inner Troll
I have a little statue that sits on my desk. I think the artist called it a gargoyle but he seems more like a troll to me. He is a rather sad looking individual. The artist, K. Findling, really captured the brooding simmering anger all locked up in sadness. To be rude online while… Continue reading My Inner Troll
The unbalanced God
On September 21st was the fall equinox. When the day and night are for the most part, equal. 12 hours of daytime and 12 hours of nighttime. It's such a nice picture of balance with half the Earth dark and half light with a line going north to south. We like balance, because, well, it's… Continue reading The unbalanced God
Farewell to a killer
Once again Charles Manson is in the news. I wonder if people will attend his funeral just to make sure he really is dead. He had 83 years on this earth and now he has an audience with God. I wonder if Charles Manson called out to God for forgiveness while in prison. I wonder… Continue reading Farewell to a killer
“I’m not a zombie!”
"Never mistake tiredness for discouragement. Sometimes you're just tired." Those wise words were spoken way back in 1981 when I was a freshman starting at Trinity Bible Institute. Now it's Trinity Bible College. I still remember Mom Garrison telling all of us in the choir to go get some rest. "But I'm not sleepy," I… Continue reading “I’m not a zombie!”