There is no rationale for these posts, except they are my thoughts and opinions that come to my mind. I don’t expect the reader to agree with my views – in fact, I would appreciate a respectful debate. I am always open to learn what other people think, and maybe my opinion will change and agree with yours.
I am a firm believer that educating others as to why you think you do is the beginning of understanding each other.
Getting to know the new me
On July 2, it will be five and a half years since Dan has been gone. Someone who hasn’t walked in the same shoes as me may think, “Wow, she still talks about Dan being gone.” Yeah, I do. And I don’t feel the need to explain myself anymore or make excuses for why I…
Layer by Layer: The Ongoing Work of Healing and Moving On
Changing a life built around the people you love is difficult. It’s much like scraping decades-old paint from a wall. Some is easily removed, while others cling so tightly that you squeeze so hard that your knuckles turn white and your hands ache. What’s underneath looks strange, even a little bare. But with time, the…
Still I Rise: A Story of Faith, Survival, and Being Misunderstood
They said I was too sensitive. Too intense. Too quiet. Too loud.
Who Are You When No One’s Watching?
It was raining the day I drove through the Loyalsock State Forest. That soft, steady kind of rain that blurs the edges of the trees and makes the whole landscape feel like it’s holding its breath. I was on my way to a powwow—a gathering I’d looked forward to, one I’d written about before. But…
The Quiet Struggle of Being Different: Finding Strength in Alienation
Feeling isolated for valuing authenticity and depth? You’re not alone. Explore how to find strength, understanding, and connection in a world that often misunderstands you.
The Bittersweetness of Melancholy
The holiday season has a unique way of evoking a deep longing for past celebrations and reigniting the ache of missing loved ones who are no longer with us. It’s a time when nostalgia fills the air, and the absence of those we once celebrated with becomes more palpable. The bittersweet nature of this longing…
Seasons of Strength
I smile at how vivid the memory is, down to how he dressed. Who would have thought at the time how priceless the memory would be?
Beyond the Window of Pain
I have begun writing and publishing again. The latest piece is on the Boslers and their adventures in the Midwest, and the article is scheduled to be published in the October/November Cumberland County Historical Society’s Journal.
Sustained By Faith
t’s been three months now since the passing of Dan. I can’t say it has gotten easier without him – life just is – I’m moving forward as I should
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Happenings in Christine's World 