I am a city-girl, which probably makes me the least qualified person to talk about bulldozers. But I am going to anyway because the image just won’t leave me. I was sipping a nonfat latte in the new downtown Starbucks last week, in my city-girl dress and matching boots (see, completely unqualified). I was catching up …
Life is traveled on an open road. There is a beginning. An end. And a messy middle. You can drive like a bat out of hell and fly through life at excessive speeds. Or you can poke along like a 90 year old granny with her nose to the wheel and foot on the brake. …
Rearview Mirror: It’s For Reflection, Not Direction Read More »
Type A’s—We like to think we have life all mapped out. We find comfort in creating plans. We take personal pride in thinking things through and being prepared for any variable. So when life rocks the boat, we are more likely to be the ones who fall out because we rarely leave room in all …
*big exhale* God is a Planner too. His words, not mine: ’For I know the plans I have for you,’ says the Lord… Well, it’s a good thing, because I don’t. Life has a way of unexpectedly knocking us on our asses every now and then. In my case, it was the end of a …
What the hell? This was NOT at all what I had planned. And that’s a really big deal because well, I’m a planner. I plan everything…from the next 10 minutes to the next 10 years. I’ve got it all mapped out for myself. Or, at least I did. My life suddenly took an unplanned course. …
