Shortly after our house flooded and we were living with my parents, my mom could tell I was in a funk. Let’s call it what it was. Continue reading
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Memory Monday: Taking Comfort
It’s been along time since I wrote for Memory Monday. Of course, being Tuesday, I am still a bit late.
There are just those things I find most comforting. I’m sure it is the same for everyone. Some of my favorites include
FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY: bloom
The beautiful daffodils that bloomed just days after the flood.After the terrible flood that changed the course of my life and marriage, I never thought I would see the rainbow. We spent days along with family and friends shoveling out our home. Each visit back to the house brought heartache, anger, and anxiety. Nothing was the same. Nothing would ever be the same.
Karyn In The Kitchen 