Linking Up With The Gypsy

Type for five minutes flat without editing on one topic. Today, that topic is Friend: Go My friends, the girl in the PNW and the other girl currently living in Vegas, keep me company all day long. I like it. Tonight, the southern most friend sent news that her contractions were getting closer together. Now, normally we group text, the three of us, and it’s all a lot of nonsense (which I am clearly a fan of) but this is real news. After I get off of work, I check in with them only to find they have left me…

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Morning Thoughts on a Saturday

I awoke this morning to my husband getting ready for work. He’s a good man. In fact, he is The Man. Ask around. I am not even kidding. I decided to make something of my day since he was off to save lives. I mean, I want to have something to say to him when he comes home with the list of lives he saved on his 48 hour shift. Laundry seemed like a logical beginning. Then coffee. Then Jesus. No, it doesn’t bother me that I did two things before I read my Bible. I have had this discussion…

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Ode To The Natalie Rose

There’s a girl I knowShe carries a glowevery day, about her It’s not just a lightIt’s honest and brightevery day, about her The patience it takesnew life, high stakesevery day, about her A season to waitTrust in God’s fateevery day, about her In honor of my new friend Natalie Rose, in honor of anyone who has been asked to wait an indefinite amount of time while God works everything out in a way that only he can, I dedicate this poem. But mostly to The Natalie Rose. Waiting is painful. Sometimes it even transfers over to physical pain. I get…

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