Sunday, November 16, 2008


I'll have been on medical leave nine weeks Tuesday--plenty of time for writing inspiration to descend. But, alas, very little has. I've started a couple articles, but they've sputtered to a halt. One bright spot in my writing world: Chicken Soup editors are considering one of my pieces in their upcoming book: "Chicken Soup for the Twins' Soul." It'll be my first for them. I'm excited.

I've wondered what brings inspiration on, but I've yet to figure that out. Generally, reading great books gives me a bit of fire and makes me want to write great things. I guess I still don't really see myself as a "writer"--even after years of contributing to The Dallas Morning News and other top newspapers. A songwriter, yes. But not just a writer writer. I have my moments, but the words haven't flowed in a while.

Life has seasons. Maybe my writing season has come and gone. I hope not, but when one door closes, another door opens. I'm confident of that.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

This and That

The blahs hung over my head all day yesterday. Maybe it was due to the rain. Maybe it was due to some personal issues, or the direction my country is headed in. However, God is greater than any mountain anywhere. If we had hope in this life only....what miserable creatures we would be. My hope is in Christ Jesus.

Voice update: I still sound a bit like froggy, and my volume is limited, but I plan to return to work on the 24th, Lord willing. I've enjoyed my time away, but I'm ready to get back on a schedule.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Sunday Musings

Those who know me well know that one of my wishes when I get to heaven is to know God's Plan A for my life. Some of the detours I took are easy to identify, but what were the myriad small things that should have been done that I didn't do? How did I get from Plan A to Plan Y, and what rewards did I forfeit along the way?

Maybe there are those who've never veered from the paths of righteousness or those whose children have never wandered off the King's Highway, but I'm not in that elite group of believers. I've failed umpteen times, and I still struggle with right and wrong.

But, in the midst of my many weaknesses, I have peace knowing my Heavenly Father loves me without condition. No matter how far off the path I roam, just a glance in his direction, and he comes running to assist me with whatever needs I have. What a blessed child I am.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Heaven on Earth

If anyone wants to know where I am, take a look at the link below. Brother-in-law surprised me and wombie with a stay in the same luxury resort we stayed in last year on our birthday. WOW!! I wanted to yell in delight, but I couldn't. I jumped and clapped though. It's really a piece of heaven on earth. Spectacular views. I had no idea that I'd be back this year. No idea! What an incredible surprise!!! I haven't stopped smiling....

If this link doesn't get you there, you can go to main website. Our cabin is "Enchanted."

Can you spell the best brother-in-law in the world? I can: STAN.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Chasing Leaves

I'm still on medical leave. The voice should be changing back to normal any day now.

In the meantime, it would be a shame to waste the delicious pleasures of autumn by staying in the house. Thus, I'm joining my twin and her hubby on a leaf-chasing road trip tomorrow. Not sure where the journey will end, but headed toward Pigeon Forge.

Till we meet again, enjoy this spectacular weather!

Friday, October 10, 2008

This and That

My 401K has taken a significant hit. I checked it again today, and the bleeding continues. In such times of uncertainty, it's comforting to know that my Anchor holds. Whatever today brings, whatever next year brings, I will be OK; my trust is in Christ Jesus.

Gotta renew my driver's license by birthday next week. Normally, I'd do it online and avoid going in, but I need a new pic terribly bad. Really.

Speaking of driver's licenses, Spencer's Mom is in the midst of a teen-learning-to-drive era. Bless her. I promised I'd share a column I wrote on the topic when my daughter was learning to drive. Instead of posting it, however, I found a link to it, 'tis. It remains one of my favorites. It was written a few months following 9/11, thus, the beginning paragraph. Also, this is a Jewish publication, so when I reference "God," it's edited to read: "G-d."

Well, that's it for me. Have a great weekend, y'all. Hug someone you love. The kid is coming for sloppy joes this evening, so I'll be doing some hugging myself.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Monday Musings

Eighteen more days of work, then California, here I come. I'm anxious, yet excited at the possibility of rejoining the human race.


Happiness is cooking dinner for my twin and spending a few hours chatting about nothing.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Thoughts on a Thursday

I'm truly thanking God that tomorrow is Friday. It's been a rough week. My phone has been out almost all week, which means no internet for Miss Queen of Dial-Up over here. One of these days, I'm going high-speed. I just have to upgrade to Windows 2000 before then, and that's not something I really want to do. No reason. Just don't want to fool with it. At any rate, a bit of stress in other areas of life, but God is good. My sister's dumplings were good. My fresh tomatoes were good. Cucumbers. Diet Pepsi was on sale. All good.

I just spent an hour reading through an old journal of mine, and was saddened at how much closer to God I was that year than I am right now. I remember being so close to God during that particular season, and the reason was simple: I talked to Him every day, shut up in my closet with my inspirational tape going and my Bible on my lap. It was a must in my day. Nothing was more important. I was more at peace then than I had (or have) ever been. But, alas, a few short months later, divorce. A time of extreme disorientation. Belonging nowhere. Drifting. Fighting to survive. Tears. Pain. Anger. Grief. It is any wonder that divorce isn't God's plan?


Happiness is knowing that even when we fail, God's love remains true. No matter how far we've traveled. No matter how long it's been. Our Heavenly Father longs for us to come back home. And when we get there, he doesn't ask where we've been or what we've been doing. He holds us close without saying a word.