Tag: Life

The dream is real… and I love you

This is a story of encouragement and dreams alive and gratitude, but I need to take you down into the dirty with me before we climb back out and see the light. I woke up this morning with three hours of sleep and money…

Love Never Fails

Each and every year we were married – no matter where he was in the world – Steve sent me roses on HIS birthday. The odd tradition began after our first year of marriage. He was away on a “work trip” and after a…

Bukszoo’s Twisted Cheer ~

Most of my slightly ‘off’ ideas start with a spark of intrigue and/or rebellion, wander around trails in my head, pause for rest, pause for prayer, and then take off like I’m driving a Maserati down The Stelvio pass in Italy. This particular idea…

Let Go of the Reins

I began once again to dream about the future at 10:02 pm on a Friday night eleven months and 26 days after Steve died. I only know this because at the exact moment I entered the dark barn on our North Carolina farm that evening,…

Gathering …

“Close both eyes see with the other one. Then we are no longer saddled by the burden of our persistent judgments our ceaseless withholding our constant exclusion. Our sphere has widened and we find ourselves quite unexpectedly in a new expansive location in a…

My Elegant Mess

The only time I actually cared about my age was when I was 16 and wanted to be 21 just so I could sing at a piano bar in an elegant dress. No kidding.  I accomplished that at 17 and it wasn’t all I…

Sunrise With Grace

We finally find her sitting in a cluster of delphiniums, eyes closed, smoking a cigarette. Wisps of her silver blue hair blend so beautifully with the flowers that the only way we know she’s in there and alive is by watching puffs of smoke…

#DancesInMud ~~ Rainy Morning Letters #1091

It is Sunday morning nearly three years after your death and I am standing at the kitchen window of a plantation house watching you climb a 100 foot pine tree to cut a branch that hangs over the parked truck in the driveway. You’ve…

Here’s to Not Crying… by Sheri Bukowski

Written by Lynnette Bukowski’s daughter, Sheri Bukowski My dad died three years ago today. Unexpectedly. He went missing on a bike ride and hours later, my mother was visited by two young Deputies who didn’t quite know what to do. So they handed her…

Keep or Toss – Sorting Memories

Keep or Toss – Sorting Memories.

The Power of Sharing Strength…

(Sharing Strength was posted on August 6, 2012. I have revised the original in light of recent events because… much of it bears repeating)   Iron sharpens iron. As one man sharpens another.  (Prov. 27:17)  This is the miracle of human connection: we do…

There’s A Little Wild In You

Excerpt  “There’s a little wild in you,” Steve used to say. I think he believed I needed the wild to come up fighting and scrapping amid this life that he led, as though this crazy ingredient was necessary to be the woman behind the…

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