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A COMEDY OF ERRORS

Feeling like Jack Lemmon and Sandy Dennis in the OUT OF TOWNERS
About my trip back home to Ohio... August 12 2008
We left on Monday morning. I was so excited. Not just about the trip...even though we planned on going back to Annapolis (a town I love) as well as Washington DC, Philly, Atlantic City and possibly the Outer Banks. No I was excited to go to little old Geneva Ohio, my hometown. The trip was a lot of fun but didn't turn out exactly as planned.

Feels like Home

Random thoughts on life and love ...playing in the sand...and thoughts of faith...these are just some of the things I would like to share on this blog. Several years ago I left my hometown in Northeast Ohio, after living there for most of my life. I moved across the country. I came here to North Carolina. To the ocean. To the piers, the sand, the dolphins playing, sharks gliding through the waters, pelicans begging for fish, seagulls stealing my bait, morning coffee by the water. And I have loved every minute of it. When I cross the bridge to the island...

I look to both sides and I see the ocean to one side and the beautiful river to the other. I know in that moment that
I belong here. It was a long journey but I am home. And this is where God has brought me. And for a season, this is where he wants me to stay.
This is where He talks to me....
Since I have come here I have found a different God. Not the judgmental God of my youth. Not the harsh unloving one I had known. But a bigger God, A loving God who makes me feel valued and loved. A God who forgives. A God who still heals, moves, breathes, creates and forgives. And one who is not quiet but who still talks to His people. Why did I ever doubt that? Because I was taught to. I was indirectly led to believe that God no longer speaks to His people. That those days were gone. And sadly, I believed it. I worshipped a silent God.
I can't pinpoint the moment He spoke to me. But He did. It was soft and sweet. And it came to me in love. He told me He held no record of my wrongs. It was plain as day. A soft quiet whisper in my thoughts that I knew were not mine, but His. And then it began. Regular conversations with God. Not audible. But still small whispers to me. That He loves me. That I am forgiven. That I belong to Him. That I am His daughter. He continues to speak to me. Sometimes I hear very clearly what He says. Other times its harder. And I realize that in those times, I have not been talking to Him either.That I sometimes ignore Him. I get busy and His voice gets quiet. But when I focus and when I listen....He speaks. He never stopped. We just stopped listening. But when you listen, it is so sweet. He is a loving God who longs to speak to you too.

TURNING 50

APRIL 24
To all my friends and loved ones out there.........
WOW...this is Tuesday and I turned 50. Friday my family took me out to celebrate!
I started reflecting on this a while back when my dear friend Dave turned 50 (he's older than me... ;) -and I received a letter about his feelings on it. I began to think about how I felt about the "big day".

Are you kidding me????

So today I went to get my passport for a trip to the Bahamas Larry and I are making at the end of the month. We have to expedite the procedure because of a time issue and it was discovered that my drivers license is expired. They tell me they will process it anyway but can't guarantee it will be excepted. (Yes I know I should have been aware it expired but I wasn't). It is also an Ohio drivers license. (Again, yes, I know I should have gotten my North Carolina license sooner but I didn't). I thought I had plenty of time and it didnt really matter. Now it does...

Missing Harry...

Harry and Harry Jr.

January 22 2009
As I sit here I cant help but think of how we are always so sure the people we care about are always going to be around. How arrogant we are to think we have any say in the matter. I have lost a loved one. His name was Harry. And I loved him.

Moving to North Carolina

October 28 2008
Well its been a year since making the big move from Ohio. Time sure flys. I finally got to go home last month and see my family It was great to see them. Its hard though when you have 4 days to shove a year of missing into. Knowing that you probably wont see them for a long time again, so you feel pressure to make the visit count. Of course it falls short. And theres never enough time. And I left feeling like I didn't say and do as much as I would have liked to.

THE LOSS OF FRIENDSHIP

August 7 2008

Tonight I was in a reflective mood. Sitting here, thinking of times past. Friends, family, lost ones. There’s an expression I’ve heard..."Its funny how day-to-day nothing changes...but when you look back...everything's different!" How true.

Tonight I was thinking of a friend I lost. Not by death, I guess by - life.