When my oldest was a senior, a simple idea cropped up in my heart. I invited him to have lunch with me once a week. While I wasn’t sure he would want to, it thrilled me when he said yes, and senior lunch was born. When we would meet, I would ask lots of questions…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Behind every win is some sort of loss. You may not see it in others, but it’s there. Sure, the trophy is shiny and catches the eye, but it’s a momentary euphoria. The win is often a summation of losses, heartaches, and victories. You have to push through opposition to get to opportunities. So often,…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
It’s no secret that I LOVE bacon. If I make six slices of bacon, I want all six slices. When we are out of bacon, I feel anxious. I’m sort of exaggerating, but not really. As I type these words, I have four packages of bacon in my refrigerator. Please don’t try to fool me…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I have a hard time throwing things away. I don’t think I’m hoarder status, but I can certainly justify keeping all manner of strange things. I was feeling particularly conflicted last week about the beautiful pumpkins occupying space on my porch steps and dining table. The season had passed, but goodness I didn’t feel good…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I am a survivor of 1980’s train-wreck trends. Some of those include but are not limited to: parachute pants {mine were gray}, a single white glove {thank you, Michael Jackson}, feathered hair, mullets, multiple ear piercings, large Esprit book bags, moon boots, and tight-rolled jeans. Pictures from this decade cause me to cringe and turn…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Whales intrigue me. Just ask my family, my favorite pastime is whale watching. Their behaviors and instincts fascinate me because they create amazing backdrops for life lessons. Whales follow a specific pattern {a rhythm, if you will} that I would like to emulate. Whales feed in the cold waters of Alaska before making a six-week…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I love music. Seasons of my life are marked off by specific songs and hearing them can immediately usher me back to the skating rink, fairgrounds, or summer tour road trip. Growing up, my sister often expressed her disbelief about the number of lyrics I retained. Because music was my path to healing, lyrics were…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Alyssa DeLosSantos 