Writing what I live and see
As I sit here, my fingers tapping on the keyboard, I can’t help but reflect on the journey that has been my life. The sun is setting, casting a warm, golden glow through the window, and a blue jay is fighting for territory at my bird feeder in the yard. And summer is upon us.
I’ve been blessed with many years, each filled with joys and sorrows, triumphs and trials. I’ve seen the...