Thursday, August 30, 2018


It's been another while between posts. I'm not sure I have much of anything to say but I'm here, sitting quietly and waiting.

I have visuals.

The first was on campus during a rain. Our pathway floods too much when it rains. A foot could drown in this!

This second one shows all that is left of my grandparents' house. The poor old house was falling down and needed to be put out of its misery.

Life is sad sometimes.

Life is happy sometimes.

This week, someone died who had inflicted a lot of pain on people I love, on my family. He inflicted irreparable damage. He just about crushed the possibility of certain relationships growing strong. It's been hard, reading all the good things people are saying about him. But I've realized that just because my loved ones were victims of his hard heart, it didn't mean that that his heart was entirely hardened. I believe there is always at least a little bit of goodness in most people. Sometimes you have to look hard to find it, but most of the time, it can be found. If one looks hard enough.

1 comment:

  1. The rain may flood the path, but it makes a beautiful picture and I'd love to walk there, in the rain or not. Time wears things down, but that chimney says hearth, and hearth echoes home, so there's something still standing. I'm sorry about the things your family endured from the man who died. Many people will say kind things when we're dead, but if they are true, it's better to hear them when we live. You are a kind-hearted person to be able to see that there could be something more to him than the things he showed your family.


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