Given what time does to us, it is remarkable we forget what we do. The pains of childbirth, the aches of running when we are not runners, the strain of pressure we thought we could handle but recognize far too late is not our cup of tea. Again. And again. Our minds recoil and snapContinue reading “The Fresh Pain of Change”
Tag Archives: Faith
The Call of This Wild
Day after day I decide my approach, my knack, my fear. I give pleasantries to my worries and anxieties and head out the door for another day, another time, another downtrodden walk toward what feels monotonous and obtuse all at once. There is much to be frustrated, angry, bitter about. There is much that makesContinue reading “The Call of This Wild”
Quarantine Diary: Minutes
Give it a minute. Before this is over, you’ll be changed. I’m reading the words all over the place: What are you excited to do when this is over? What do you miss since being quarantined? My first thought was how excited I am to hug the people I love. All of them. And huggingContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Minutes”
Quarantine Diary: Tendons
Before I had time to think, we were holed up together and uncertain of a time when normalcy would ever return. What a rude awakening. Just days before, I was sitting in a hospital waiting to have a scheduled surgery. My husband and I were watching the news that morning as the virus was beginningContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Tendons”
Muscles & Bones
My alarm goes off, and I reach over to silence it. Maybe hit the snooze button a few times. I get up, and begin the trek upstairs to my boys. Sometime in the last few months I’ve noticed something new: my muscles ache and my bones crack in the early morning as I walk upContinue reading “Muscles & Bones”
Steps Toward the Creator
Before I knew what I was doing, I was being who I was. There’s a lot less fear when you are unaware of the effects of living a free life. Not that there are ramifications, but when you are newly free, you aren’t easily jaded by the circumstances you find yourself in. As time goesContinue reading “Steps Toward the Creator”
The Wind
Standing before me is a mountain I have never asked to climb. It isn’t one I want to die on, nor is it one I’d like the world to witness. But lo and behold, here we all are standing before mountains we never asked for and lives we never envisioned, with troubles at every valleyContinue reading “The Wind”
JANELLE DELAGRANGE 