Each morning is like a new beginning,

A fresh start,

A clean slate,

We begin with optimistic eyes pointed at the early glow of a rising sun,

As moments progress, the light overtakes the day and,

Burns off the remnants of morning mist,

Though the sun is less intense,

In summer it can become burdensome and overbearing,

The heat,

The air,

The weight  is almost too much,

By dusk, we welcome the relief,

We breathe in fresher air,

We rest in the shade,

Soon the seasons turn, too soon,

Each one passes with more intensity than the last,

When we enter the longest one,

Where hibernation becomes inviting,

Hiding away from everything for six months or so,

We become numb to the events of the past hours and minutes,

Once more to be greeted by another morning of promise,

Do we hope in it or give up before it dawns?

The mist returns and clouds our thoughts,

Yet it is beautiful in its forboding,

What will the new day bring?



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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