The morning of Waterfights, I wandered into the break room to make a cup of hot chocolate. Everyone else seemed content to drink coffee, but I couldn’t stand the taste, and my fingers were freezing. I found a thermos + lid that I liked, and popped the cup in the microwave to heat up some… Continue reading Messy: the Ongoing Saga
The morning of Waterfights, I wandered into the break room to make a cup of hot chocolate. Everyone else seemed content to drink coffee, but I couldn’t stand the taste, and my fingers were freezing. I found a thermos + lid that I liked, and popped the cup in the microwave to heat up some… Continue reading Messy, Life is
When I walked into the station several weeks ago, I wasn’t trying to wreak havoc. Far from it. In fact, before stepping off the truck, I had spoken with an officer about a plumbing problem in my room and was confident things would resolve themselves. I thought nothing that chief was cooking upstairs. People came… Continue reading Kleenexes
– why do I wait so long to post these?? I can’t remember when I scratched these words out, yet they’re just as true today as they were when I first wrote them. – It’d be a lie to say I’m not sentimental. I am. I cherished many trinkets, toys and tid bits growing up.… Continue reading Making a Difference.
“Faith tells me that no matter what lies ahead of me, God is already there.” A week ago, I NEEDED these words. These days after Christmas break have been fun, yet also furiously emotional. God has showed me an open door where I’d slammed it shut a long time ago. Where does he want me?… Continue reading Faith Says…
-NOTE- This is from a week ago HELP this girl feels alone. A tiny eagle dancing on the edge of the nest, eager to take flight yet on wings still learning how to unfold. Overhead, the cries of birds bolder and more majestic than I fill the skies. Chirping around me are those whose hopes… Continue reading Flight Plan
It springs up every time I see their eyes connect in the dim haze of the report room. When I hear the passing greetings down the hallway it grows even more and I drop my head a little lower. Laughter echoing in the kitchen drives a question deep into my brain. How can I achieve… Continue reading Whole-hearted