After several weeks absent from my blog, I opened my own webpage and began to read again of Dandelion Dreams. On that sunny morning, I had just marked the four week anniversary of our miscarriage and the two week anniversary of Grandpa Bill's death. My shriveled heart was due for a long soak in the... Continue Reading →
The lullaby of gifts falling
I need a long, hot bath. I need a massage. I need to inhale. An alarm clock shook me out of sleep fraught with angry dreams. School bells every 43 minutes kept me moving from one class period to another. I'm done in. Still, the Fall air beckons, and I stumble outdoors to capture its essence.... Continue Reading →
Crazy joy. {In pursuit.}
A deep breath of cool crispness. A sigh of cinnamon. A spoon of pumpkin chowder. New beginnings from the ushering out of summer's greens. Whatever is so wrong with childlike giddiness? Whoever said leaves shouldn't fly beneath the feet of the aged? It's a pursuit of crazy joy. In the writings of Ann Voskamp. In... Continue Reading →
Confessions
It's been several days since I have sat down to pour "bliss" into this "acupofbliss" blog. Right now, the name strikes me as incredibly ironic due to the nature of many of my recent blog posts. I'm afraid I've been a bit low on bliss. Needless to say, my soul is still searching - perpetually -... Continue Reading →
