Deciding is like trying to catch two fireflies at noon.

I felt this dire urge to write something from my childhood. My parents spent a whole weekend in the pouring Seattle rain to build my siblings and I a play set. It was huge!!! It had three swings, a tire swing, and a couple towers. It was great and this was just a poem to remember it.

A haiku about dandelions.

This poem is about dandelions.

Everything has a purpose.

I don’t think there is any season I look more forward to than spring. I live in the north country and here spring can be a long time coming but when it does it is awesome. No matter what the calendar says spring around here comes when spring comes but there are some sure signs and it always arrives in all its splendid glory…

Growing up, I have felt like I was an outcast.. or like I didn’t fit in. I’ve never been one to follow the crowd.. wear what everyone else wears.. or listen to the music everybody listens to. I KNEW I was unique.. But I also knew I had flaws.. I struggled with hating myself.. No matter what I did though.. I couldn’t accept myself. No matter how many people would tell me how pretty I was.. or How talented I was. I just couldn’t get over my imperfections. Recently, I have discovered that I am so much more than what I ever imagined! Because of Jesus Christ He loves me more than anybody ever could. He is who gives me my worth and my happiness. Just because you’re different.. or people don’t like you.. because they’re JEALOUS… doesn’t mean ANYTHING!! We are made to be different. Like Roses.. among a world of Dandelions.

Another poem.

A loved one’s sudden demise left a hollow in my heart. I will miss her so.

My grandmother took naps in the afternoon. As long as I did not disturb the sacred nap, and I turned up at chore time, I could get away with just about anything.