I seriously enjoy flowers. I love the aroma they give, aesthetic beauty they offer, and the way they can change the mood of a room. I appreciate the end product of the tenacity and efficiency of gardeners. I do NOT have a green thumb, nor do I full understand what that requires. Though, I have single-handedly…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I have been tinkering around with this Moment of Truth Monday concept for a few weeks. I’ve posted these little blurbs on my personal Facebook page, and the feedback is overwhelmingly positive. The little excerpts of truth, really just honest expressions from my little heart, seem to resonate with my friends. For that reason, I thought maybe I’d…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
A couple of years ago I made a decision that had an impact I could NOT have imagined. I was scrolling, actually probably more like trolling, through social media one morning when I saw a tweet that caught my eye. It invited readers to apply for a book launch team. My book-loving self wanted to…… Continue reading One Decision Changed my Friendships
Dear Son, As I drove away from our last lunch together for your senior year, I cried. I wasn’t sad, but deeply grateful. It was similar to the feeling when I laid you down in the bassinet next to my bed for the first time. I should have been napping along with you, but instead…… Continue reading Dear Son: An Open Letter
A common thing I hear from others is how my honesty is refreshing. I’ve even been called, wait for it, normal! There really is a first time for everything. I could have dismissed the feedback- except it was a repeating theme. When one person gives you a compliment, it’s easy to write it off as…… Continue reading Honesty in a World of Illusion
Her words suggested an elaborate plan. My mind flooded with caveats. If you have a pulse, you’ve noticed the extensive planning of proposals today. Our youth are inviting each other to homecoming, prom, on a date, etc. with big productions (posters presented in public places, signs that cover houses, etc.). My prom invitation, received in the…… Continue reading Just Ask
Intimacy frightens me. Being brave–being vulnerable–sharing weakness—no.way. Exposure is scary. Trust is required and I have not been super adept in that department. Beth Moore, in her study Living Free, refers to the “be strong, be independent” philosophy that was authored by satan. The one that sounds like, “no, I’m fine…I can manage this on my own.” Self…… Continue reading Tiptoeing Toward Vulnerability
Don’t ask my friends, they will exaggerate. They will tell you it’s 2-3 times per day, but they are wrong! I confess–I do obsess about my floors, and in turn sweep them often. In my defense, dark hardwood floors show EVERYTHING! A few times a week I cave in and clean them. I do. No…… Continue reading A Flooring Confession
Her name was “Pistol”, and it was fitting. She lived on a farm with acres to explore, and countless animals to annoy-she earned her name. We fell in love at first sight and she became ours! Riding home, we all threw out names we thought might fit. Because she was an older do, we knew she needed a…… Continue reading A Lesson From Loss
Alyssa DeLosSantos 