Friday’s Friends #27


Hi there! It's Friday, and I'm a little late (my sincere apologies for that!), but I'd like to still share with you a new Friday's Friend!

Tristastar is new to this blogging community, and I hope you enjoy reading her posts as she shares about home, family, faith and even favorite recipes. She's seems like an amazing person, and she has a great story to share. Check her out at Where The Staircase Ends and Faith Begins. 😊

Never Again

Tears fall like rain down the well worn path tonight. 
Memories of yesterday flood in black, shielding my sight.  

You steal the joy in today by the lies of promised change. 

Yet, suddenly my heart is not broken this time, all feels strange. 

The pain I expected is lessened by a greater presence of hope. 

I am no longer bound by your emotional game and rope. 

My hands are open as I let go of all you done and forgive. 

I release your memories, your deceit and your hate, never again to relive. 

Penned – MG – 8/10/17

Friday’s Friends #26

It’s Friday!! Yay!! I love Fridays, because it’s when I get to share with you one of my “new” blogging “friends. I may not know them personally, but I’ve met them through the blogging community, and here, we are all friends. 😉

Today, I’d like to introduce you to Carla over at seakingthesun. I started following her blow quite a wile back, but I dropped back by tonight, and I was just “wowed” by this piece about forgiveness. She has such a brace, strong heart, and I hope you will find encouragement there as I have. 

Have a great weekend ahead! 💗

Friday’s Friends #25

Today is Friday, and that means I get to share with you a new friend in this blogosphere! 🎉

Today, I’d like to share a new friend who is also relatively new to this whole community of bloggers. On Andrew’s site, you will find wonder, encouragement and a sense of self discovery that is both enlightening and refreshing. His words are raw, unedited and self-revealing, and I hope you enjoy reading his entries as I have. 

Hope you have an AMAZING Friday! 💗

What Do You Celebrate?

At the beginning of this month, we celebrated the Fourth of July with some of our family, and the fireworks display at the end of the night was the perfect ending to a perfect day. It was absolutely beautiful!

We all celebrate things, people and happenings in our lives. We celebrate holidays, birthdays and new beginnings. We celebrate new babies, marriages, graduations and retirements, but I wonder how often we stop and actually ponder those celebrations. I wonder if we actually think about who and what we are celebrating. 

Do we see the person or just simply the event in their life? Do we recognize the growth in the graduate, or do we only see the loss of a child at home? Do we see the joy in the eyes of the new mom and her baby, or do we only see the birth? Do we see the wealth of wisdom in the retiree, or do we only see the age and tired body?

As I was going back through those pictures of the fireworks and reminiscing the day, I smiled as I thought of our family and the celebration. It wasn’t simply a day to celebrate a patriotic holiday and a few beautiful fireworks. We joined together to celebrate the strength of family, the joy of togetherness, and the gratefulness we have to live in this country of the free and the brave. 


Yeah, now THAT’S a celebration. 😉❤️🇺🇸

Happy Father’s Day to You!

As I sat there preparing for Father’s Day weekend and enjoying a great lunch with my little family, we received a text from a precious friend who is about to say goodbye to the love of her life who has fought valiantly in his battle with cancer. Just an hour prior, I was speaking to a mom who tragically lost her husband last fall and listened while she shared her heart of the struggle, challenges and faith to which she clings. My mind thinks of so many more who will shed tears instead of celebrating this Father’s Day…

We are never guaranteed tomorrow. We are not even promised our next breath. Cherish the moments you have. Make the encounters account for more than just whispers on the wind…

Almost fifteen years ago, I said goodbye to the one man whom I loved as a Dad. He was my grandfather, but he was with me every step of the way. No one will ever be able to take his place in my heart. I miss him to this day, and I will always cherish the memories we made. 


After 40+ years of brokenness, my biological dad and I have a reconciled relationship of acquaintances being built. It will never become what it should have been, and even though, my heart still aches for the little girl who had dreams for what could have been, I appreciate the reality of what is. My soul breathes a little deeper with the hope we now have. 


Thirty-two years ago, a man walked into my life and became a father he’d never had the chance to be. To many, a stepdad is just a man, one who lives in the house, pays the bills and sets the rules. This man came in and became a father. He had his own mistakes, and I had mine. We kind of grew into this thing together. It might not be the best father-daughter scenario, nor one of perfection, but it is one of love. For that, I am grateful. 


No matter where you find yourself today, whether you are in your Daddy’s arms, or at the graveside, saying goodbye one more time, or saying hello to a new relationship, or trying to figure out what to do with all the pain and sorrow of those yesteryears, there is One who will be there for you always. Place your heart in His hands, for, He will carry you through, and He will never leave you. ❤️

Friday’s Friends #17

Today is Friday, and this is the day I get to share a new blog with you. I always love this time, because there are so many wonderful blogs out there to be shared! These blogs have inspired me, encouraged me, or simply challenged me, and I hope for you, they’ll do the same. 😊

Joyouslyhopeful is a great blog where you’ll find encouragement and an incredible story of survival. She wrote Broken Pieces last year, and if I remember right, that’s how I found her blog. I love the picture in this post and the symbolism it gives. We are all broken pieces which make up His beautiful masterpiece. Her personal story is one of broken pieces becoming a magnificent masterpiece. 

I hope you will check out her blog today. Enjoy! 

Your Wake of Tears

Your words constantly tumble out, as if no one truly understands. 

Your mouth moves methodically,never caring where the next victim lands. 

Your phrases spin detailed webs to catch your prey and bleed. 

It is like a blood-letting, all believe the lies you cast are exactly what they need. 
When will you see the tragic damage your envy has brought?

What destruction has your venomous language been wrought?

Why do you persuade and manipulate, claiming all the time it’s not yours still?

Who will be the next one on the list as you close in for the kill?

For an endless time, my eyes have witnessed this harm, the anger your ambition brings. 

I can no longer remain within the vicinity of your grasp and strings. 

I am leaving your wake of tears for I have shed too many to regain. 

It is in wisdom and grace and love and peace where my heart will now remain. 
Penned – MG – 5/20/17 

Time Heals

There’s not much more I can say to this, except to say, this is so very true. A deceased pastor friend of mine, who lost his wife of many years, once said, “I don’t want to get over it, I just want to learn how to handle it.” Grief if never easy, and it never totally leaves you. Just when you think you’ve moved beyond the pain, it can come about like a cold, hard rain. Time never really heals the wounds, it just helps to allow you the ability to breathe one more time…

Friday’s Friends #15


Today is Friday, and this is when I get to share with you a great blog I have found along this blogging journey. The one I want to share with you today is filled with all the things of which she has chosen to name as her “home base.”

Faithhopelovefood is a great place to find just that! I hope she encouraged you as much as she has me! Enjoy!