Standing at the edge of the crowd, I glanced to my left and saw him, kneeling, alone in the midst of a crowd of weary airport travelers. Absorbed in their own frustration with another delay no one seemed to notice this man so clearly in pain. Something was wrong, this was not just a tired traveler. I felt God’s gentle nudge telling me this stranger … Continue reading …God’s nudge
The January sky is gray and the air cool, but not cold, with a threat of rain. You know the kind of day that makes you want to stay in your pj’s, curled up in bed, binge watching a series on your iPad. It’s the kind of day you have when life has kept you in fast forward for weeks since the 6:30am phone call … Continue reading …a tap on the shoulder
She called this morning. She called because she cannot reply when she sees I’ve texted her. She lives too far away for me to pop in and remind her of my love so I text randomly to let her know she’s in my heart. Her voice is weak and her voice is strong. Her spirit is fighting and her spirit is tired. Her words are … Continue reading Precious….
I am Kate Spade. For those of you who know me beyond my writing, let me clarify. I have not ever considered suicide, but who knows what would have happened if I had not gotten help and stopped drinking. Kate Spade obviously struggled with mental health, whether or not she drank. I have struggled with alcoholism, also a mental health disease. Alcoholics drink to change … Continue reading Behind the facade….
Permanent. Progressive. Fatal. Disease. When someone has a permanent, progressive, fatal disease we follow God’s word and help them. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Philippians 2:4 (RSV) If I had cancer, people would all rally around me. They’d drive me to chemotherapy. They’d create FundMe pages to raise money for my treatments. … Continue reading What if….
I knew it was only a matter of time until my sobriety would be tested in the face of bad news, or a difficult situation, or a major life stress. She has cancer, again. We met in college. We’ve been there for each other through all the milestones of life, celebrating, supporting, crying, and laughing. While we live too far from one another to just … Continue reading The 7:30 pm call….