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Broken

Every Friday I join a community of bloggers for Five Minute Friday. One word prompt, five minutes. Unedited. The prompt this week is … Broken. Much of this world is broken – unable to function as originally intended – that is my definition. We only need...

When Life Bursts Forth

I sat in the early morning darkness, waiting for the sun to rise. It was already evident the fog was thick and drizzly. The sunrise would not be brilliant and rich with color, but more like a black and white photo; yet the light of the morn still burst through the...

Back

Each Friday my writing stems from a word prompt. Five minutes, one word prompt. The prompt this week is … Back. Upon seeing the word prompt, definitions quickly come to mind … returning back to; coming back to; going back to. All carry the connotation of going...

Of Pruning, Guarding & Restoration

This week in Whispers and Wildflowers brought three words into focus – pruning, guarding and  restoration. ~*~*~ Pruning – we say the word and we wince. It is a painful process as we don’t want anything to be removed from us. It doesn’t come...

When Life Breaks Forth

She had been drooling a little more than one would think for three months old and so, we never even thought to check her gums. But when her tongue began moving about as if to wonder what she was feeling, I gently ran my finger over her lower gums. Much to our...