Posted in a special bond

In Her Own Words

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.

“My dear,” my mother said, “life is not a race.
Walk it with grace, don’t rush the pace.
The world may be noisy, but peace you’ll always find,
It rests in your heart, not somewhere outside.”

Posted in reflections

The True Supplies

Create an emergency preparedness plan.

Pack love, some laughter, a calm state of mind,
For storms may pass, but these you’ll find
Are what outlast the winds and rain,
The true supplies when life’s insane.