This is a poem about living authentically. I found it in my mother’s Poetry Notebook. I know why she loved this poem and copied it out by hand; this is my mother’s credo! And it’s in my DNA too! When I read it, I ache for missing her, but I am also glad for her example and well-companioned by her memory. God bless Almeda forever and ever.
When words are inadequate, God “hears” our tears.
Source: Praying with Tears
Quick post on Ventivox about the cost of words, and the priceless-ness of silence!
Source: What’s a Word Worth?
Keep working toward wholeness! [The link for this post didn’t come through. It was first published on https://hoocaresblog.wordpress.com/blog/ without a title, as an “aside” post. Formatting it as an “aside” was an experiment. The content of the post was a list of survivor-to-thriver attributes.]