How Great Thou Part

“I’m tired of fighting. For once I want to be fought for” – hplyrikz.com “If your presence doesn’t make an impact your absence won’t make a difference: – abiolatv.com “Never run back to what broke you” – hplyrikz.com “Moving on doesn’t mean that you’re giving up. It means that you’re making a choice to be…

My friend “Crystal” calls me. She tells me she has just read one of my recent columns, “The Weak Moments of Divorce” – aka the column where I wrote about listening to our honeymoon song, “Red, Red Wine” on the radio. “Crystal” gets it. She’s been divorced. She understands the yin and the yang. The…

I am a bit nervous this morning. I am on the way to meet a friend. We have a few too many, obvious parallels and instead of feeling this is helpful it makes me sad. I never, ever, want to see a heart hurt again. Let alone one that would have never had the courage…

I am in my car. I am lost in thought as I listen to Sara Evan’s song, “I Get A Little Bit Stronger.” It is a song that is an ode to healing little by little after a lost relationship. Today there are no tears like these songs usually drag out of me. It could…

I feel compelled to share this unbelievable video. It is prompted by the innocence and purity of love of a six year little old girl. I am so taken by the insight and words of this young child that I have actually highlighted below some of her most powerful quotes. Below that you will find…

I am busy cleaning this morning, but can’t keep my eyes off the television. I watch the President and the Pope walk towards the platform to address the crowd. I am transfixed by Pope Francis, as is much of the world. I listen to the correspondents. They point out that it is not only the…

I open the front door. Two of my high school bestie’s greet me while my chocolate lab Hazel jumps on them. I grab at her trying unsuccessfully to make her behave. I hug them both. We have had this night on the books for months. It is our attempt to finally get better about seeing…

I sit with my shrimp salad and iced tea before me. The restaurant is busy and seating limited. An older woman squeezes into the bench next to me. We sit side by side, enjoying our salads for one with chit chat for two. Our conversation progresses from living in this metropolitan area, to my column…

The crisp fall air peeks out this morning while I ride around the outside ring. My mentor yells to me as I trot closer to her and she laughs. “Sometimes what I have to tell you is more important than what you are trying to tell me,” she says. I have been more than honest…

I sit in my car at the stoplight. It has been a good day. A rebuilding kinda day where I feel I am making progress these past months and moving foward – essentially moving into the area of divorce where there are more good days than bad. More good moments than bad moments. I flip…

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