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And this is How One Love Story Began

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What better day to write a love story than today.

We met about three years ago. The exact details of our very first meeting I don't remember very well because it wasn't exactly love at first sight for either one of us. He was a young happy freshman while I was a sad despondent old junior.

It wasn't too long before we became friends though. He started serving in the kitchen with me, and became a sweet fragrance of joy and youth in my weary sad drained life.

It seems that the kitchen is a fitting place for two people to fall in love.

I am sure he will never forget the many gifts of "love" I gave him as a dishwasher. Yes, I brought him so many dishes which I pointedly told him was "from the bottom of my heart...... where all the dirt lies." What could get more romantic than that? Right?!?!?!

So we became friends. We played pranks. We did parties. We ate food. And we started sharing each others coffee drinks. (gross!) And I became madly in love with him…

Looking Back...

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I wouldn't change anything From the laughter to the tears. Every little memory counts, Every little memory makes A year to remember. Sledding with my sisters, Baking sweet aroma and enjoying every bite. Drawing with children Or snuggling a sleeping little one On my shoulder. Fellowship with friends around A crowded table. Learning, and reading, And drinking coffee to stay awake. Flowers of sunshine on sick days. A brothers wedding. More sunshine for a weary heart. The skies that radiate the glory of God And proclaim his promises and love From day to day. Friends to hold me tight when tears fall fast. Waiting on God's will. Learning to trust him more. Friends getting married. A sister's wedding too. Working hard out doors And getting dirty. Working along side my best friend. Courting the man of my dreams. Learning to be loved And to love and to live in grace.  A sweet friend and a waffle date. Daisies and dandelions And Black-eyed Susan's. Roses, Fragrance of love and…

But Time Can Never Erase You

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Time might erase some things, But it can’t erase everything. It can’t ever erase your smile from my heart Or the joy that once You brought into my life, The dance that you put in my steps And the twinkle you put in my eyes. Time may erase some things, But it can’t erase the memory of you From my mind. I may grow old and grey, wrinkled and lame, Or I might die while still very young, But time won’t erase your face Etched into my heart. Time may erase some things, But it can never erase The love that I had for you. And I know that I never loved you As well as I have learned to love another, But it was you who taught me More about love and to love more. It was you who taught me What it looks like to fight and fight hard, To not give up, And to laugh when life brings pain. You taught me life is too short To not love, so I slowly learn to love Yet fail again and again.

Snow Covered Earth

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Snow covered earth,
Trees sprinkled white.
Gentle songs of Christmas
Playing all day long.
Sitting by the fire,
Reading quietly.
Winters stillness,
Softest whispers of grace.
Season to remember The Messiah’s birth.

Living Life with Grace

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*Note: This is another blog post that I wrote a while ago, but never posted. Yet I have found it encouraging in this particular season of my life, so I think now is a good time to share it. Life can be quite the mystery sometimes. Walking in grace, also holds mysteries. Living in grace means being committed to trusting Christ in all of life circumstances, but sometimes life circumstances just don’t make sense. And sometimes life circumstances throw pain right in the face; cold water in the middle of winter. But in the end we, you and me, still cling to grace and still trust that our heavenly father knows it all and cares. We must look crazy to the world. To trust and to abide in his perfect peace even though life really isn’t so simple, so peaceful sometimes and life really hurts sometimes and life is just plain confusing or messy and mysterious. It seems crazy to be at peace in it all. It seems crazy, but he’s got it all and he knows it all and he really is working it all out and for min…

But Waiting Sometimes Feels so Long

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I wrote this almost exactly two years ago, but never shared it. It seems fitting to post it now almost two years later from when it was pinned. I changed a few things from the original and added the last stanza tonight.



But waiting sometimes feels so long.
So she buried her head in her covers
She wept on her bed late at night.

I wish and I hope….. but I stop myself there,
No more wishing nor hoping! Aren’t we to enjoy the now?
Aren’t I to love what I am given instead of always wishing?

But still my heart hopes and I cannot change that.
But waiting sometimes feels so long,
And the pain feels too strong and I feel so alone.

I can shut out the emotions, it works for a time.
I turn out the light and it grows dark inside.
Can anyone see me here, can anyone understand?

I’ve lived too long, but I’ve lived too short.
My life is a contradiction, a dance, a song,
A heart break, a mistake so it seems at times.

But waiting sometimes feels so long,
And yet giving up is not an end,
And so I begin again.

Scared to b…

Roses and Crocheted Rows

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