Who do you believe?

Everyone wants you to see things their way.  No matter what,  you always have someone telling you why you should think this way or that way.

I wonder why it is so important for everyone to see eye to eye or be on the same page all the time. Can't we all agree to just disagree.

I am no exception to this because I know I like to be right.  I guess in my mind I am always right and when you can't see that, I will spend a lot of time trying to convince you why you should see that I am right.

I don't know why it is so important to me and where does being "right" all the time get me...never where I want to be.

I have to learn to be a better listener and to except that everyone doesn't see things my way and that is ok...come on, you know I am right about this...

Time to Serve

I spent my whole life surrounded by the military way of life because of my father.

His whole career was spent keeping us safe even if he didn't know it.  He fought battles to tragic to even talk about.

I know because I saw the pain in his eyes when I would ask and he could not answer.

I am lucky I know because every time my dad left he came back to me.  I think about those who never returned or those still fighting.

Ask yourself what you can do to make things a little better for a family in pain this Memorial Day...

A Note

I found myself in front of the computer and I decided to write a note.  I have no idea where I am going with this but I just thought I would give it a whirl.  

Do you believe in life after death?  I have asked myself that a lot lately.

I guess it came from reading the book "Heaven is for Real" and the recent passing of someone very close to me.  I have been thinking about this a lot lately.

 I believe there is something more...something you have to have faith in.  I can't explain but it is a feeling I get.  I believe people who pass send us messages to help. The messages are things in daily life that spark memories and make you feel good or help you get through something tough.  

They are small things that would go unnoticed most days, like a Cardinal perched on a bench or a butterfly on a windowsill.  I am truly sorry for your loss and I won't even start to pretend to know what you have been going through.  I can only say that I am sorry and at the end of the day I know it is not a lot.  I hope you find peace and remember...

Stormy Times

This Spring started out with a pounding of wet droplets, leaving the bright sky hidden behind gray billowy curtains.  I thought I would lose my mind tucked within walls that held me.

As nothing lasts forever, the warmth of the light finally emerged and I was able to step outside of my prison to clear my thoughts.

When you stop and look, there are so many things that you see.  Birds always catch my eye first, adorned with such brilliant colors.

 The crimson, jade, and sapphire sparkle in the morning grass buffet while many curious bystanders ogle their performance.

I take it all in and breathe.  I don't mind the rain but I do miss the sun...