handwritten on July 10, 2021
There is a time in everyone's life where
the world starts to feel more real
emotions are deeper
dreams shine with a brigher light
colors are more vibrant
and you can feel the
stretch and slow
and quickening pace of time
life stops simply passing
and every moment becomes important
and you yourself begin
to shift and change
a metamorphosis of sorts
and I realized this Fourth of July
was the first one spent in Buffalo
without my grandpa
we watched fireworks from the street corner
and took turns sitting in his chair
and you could just tell my grandmother's
light was a little dimmer
her bright red lipstick wasn't worn like it usually was
but then again
can you blame her?
and when the...
handwritten on July 10, 2021
A beautiul sunset filled summer night
with breezes and smiles
family and boating and
a melted-crayon
across the sky
laughter outside
and bustling feet past
8 PM
and even some nuns enjoying
ice cream outside our favorite place
and that's when you
are 100% sure you just witnessed
a blessing-filled
day.
handwritten on June 30, 2021
a platform on which to tell your stories. Raise your voice. Travel on. Travel Around. Travel underneath.
A walk is a playground for antiques - gems of the past. Past memories. Like chapters of lifetimes.
A walk is a picture of you near the world. In the world. Living in harmony. Living in discord. Or just living with the world underneath your feet.
A walk is a mirror where steps reflect back to you almost such that you see yourself in every step. And every step pays close attention to you. Sometimes you like what you see. Sometimes you don't. Sometimes you want to hide from your steps. Maybe you can't.
A walk is a game of hopscotch. Two feet together one foot. Two feet together one foot....
handwritten on June 28, 2021
It's been lovely finally going to church for the first time
since the pandemic started
and yesterday's music and words (my two favorite things in the world)
created such a renewal of faith and wisdom and love
A beautiful sermon pierced through the hearts of all yesterday
as life was framed as a race of endurance
What do we need spiritually, physically, socially and emotionally to
run through trials without growing weary?
up steep hills and over valleys
in watching the olympic trials recently, the spirit of endurance has brought
a renewed sense of hope to my heart
because during this past year (which was a difficult season for all in some way or another)
we either began to realize how...
handwritten on June 11, 2021
When you have
your own children you watch them
blossom
the delicate transformation
you pour your love into their soul so they
spread sunshine upon their wings
and have the strength to help others
find their flight too
and then sometimes
you're 21 and in college
and you meet this tiny little fourth grader
and realize many years later that you were blessed
to see her entire transformation
but at that moment is just learning to find her way
moving from elementary school to
middle school birthday painting parties
piano recitals and hot pot celebrations
Fourth of July boat rides and then all of a sudden
that little girl is not so little anymore
You watch as she spreads her wings and flies...
