Comparison is the Thief of Joy

Comparison is the Thief of Joy

I have this empty frame that hangs in my kitchen. It has no back or glass pane, just a shell with a wire that stretches from one side to the other. A tiny clothes pin clings to the wire in the middle. Here I hang a variety of cards penned by a sweet woman with...
Declare-bound, Favorite Things 3.0

Declare-bound, Favorite Things 3.0

Wow! This will be the third time I’ve written a “favorite things” introduction post for Declare. It’s a little hard to believe I’m heading to Dallas in just a few short weeks to join together with you lovely ladies for the third time. I...
Dirt Bikes, Star Wars and Spiritual Leaders

Dirt Bikes, Star Wars and Spiritual Leaders

So this is what it’s come to. Piles of Star Wars Legos taking over the house as he and the Bubster build themselves crazy, gabbing about the plot the entire time. He never buys himself a thing unless it happens to be for the business. Years ago, however, it was...
Trading in my rocks…

Trading in my rocks…

Pride. Rocks, of all different sizes, that I  accumulated over time. I filled my pockets – greedy thing that I was – weighing myself down until I could barely move. Yet I strained, determined to slowly trudge on…this balancing act of keeping it all...