Do you ever cry at the silliest of moments? I always have. When Matthew died in Downton Abbey, I sat in my chair & wept. When leaving vacation, I aways start crying, for reasons I can't explain. When I read a good book, or see a beautiful sunset, or stare at a work of art,… Continue reading A World Entirely My Own
The exact words spoken by so many people over the past few years: I don't know how you do it, Nora. Honestly, I don't know how I do it, either. Moving to Florida has happened in such a rush. For what felt like forever, we weren't there yet. And then, it sprung upon us, and we… Continue reading Filled With His Goodness, Lost In His Love
Growing up in the USA, I learned the song "Sweet Home Alabama" at young age & have been singing it passionately ever since. Only, when I was a kid, I used to feel a sense of wrongness when I sang along to the radio. After all, I didn't grow up in Alabama, and I wasn't born… Continue reading Sweet Home Alabama
Before Alice made it to Wonderland, she had to fall. Do you ever get that sense of falling through life, as if you have stumbled upon a rabbit hole and when you finally hit the bottom, you will be a totally different person? I do. And it's right about now that I really want to… Continue reading Begin Again & Again & Again . . .