Saturday, September 19, 2026

Something Different - Explored Creative Writing through Poetry

At our local writing group, our topic was poetry.  I haven't studied any type of poetry since high school which well over 30 years ago.  I went to the meeting anyhow to be part of the community and to try something different.

There were three of us including the facilitator so it was a small group. We discussed what poetry is and the different types of poetry.  Did you know that song lyrics are a form of poetry?

Psalm 45:1: "My heart overflows with a pleasing theme; I address my verses to the king; my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe."

After our discussion it was time to write.  Our first prompt was to write an acrostic poem which is built off a word.  Here is what I wrote.

Peace is:                                                     

Patient and it                                                

Exists if you seek it.                                   

Always sought                                            

Challenged at times and                             

Earned through prayer

fox leaping
Our next prompt was to write a Haiku about a picture.  Our group chose a leaping fox; the here isn't the same we had during our meeting but similar.  Here are the ones what I wrote.

Poem 1

The fox leaps

tail and feet mid-air

catch it if you dare.

Poem 2

Color is tan,

fur, soft, and fair

catch it if you can.

Poem 3

See fox leap,

Tail, fur, and feet

Soon the ground to meet.

As I said when we wrapped up our meeting, I won't quit my day job. However, I enjoyed exploring this creative opportunity.  God doesn't want us to grow stagnant so reach out and explore new things.

Resources:

Scripture from Milk & Honey Magazine

Fox Image from Vecteezy


Thursday, September 17, 2026

Finding Peace in the Waiting

Waiting is hard, especially when it involves our health. Recently, I've been navigating some sinus concerns and the uncertainty that comes with medical appointments, tests, and unanswered questions. While my situation is nowhere near as serious or life-altering as the cancer journeys described in the article below, it has reminded me that waiting can stir up fear, impatience, and countless "what ifs."

What I appreciate about Resting in God's Peace While Waiting For a Diagnosis is that it speaks honestly about the emotional weight of medical uncertainty while pointing us toward faith, peace, and trust in God. The author's experience with cancer and other significant health challenges is far more difficult than anything I am facing, and I want to acknowledge that difference with humility. Yet the lesson about finding peace in the middle of uncertainty is something many of us can relate to, regardless of the severity of our circumstances.

Whether you're waiting for test results, answers from a doctor, healing, or simply clarity about the next step, I hope you'll find encouragement in these reflections. Sometimes peace doesn't come from having all the answers. Sometimes it comes from knowing we don't have to face the waiting alone.

Read the article here: Resting in God's Peace While Waiting For a Diagnosis

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Sinus Update - Unexpected finding but a Path Forward

After two months of waiting, I saw the ENT.  Let me step back a moment; I got a call on the Friday before my scheduled Tuesday appointment saying my appointment needed to be changed.  ACK!! I stayed calm and learned that my original appointment was with a nurse practitioner and my case is better suited for a medical doctor (MD). I ended up seeing the ENT MD a day earlier than the appointment that had been scheduled for two months.

The ENT came in and seemed rather abrasive and abrupt.  After after talking with him for a little bit, I learned that he was coming from a place of concern. The CBCT scan I had back in July showed a untreated sinus infection. He asked about the tooth.  I told him my dentist tested the tooth and I didn't react and I was told to see an ENT. I could see frustration on his face and it appears this has become common; a disconnect between the teeth and sinuses.  The doctor explained that I didn't react because the nerve of the tooth is dead.

The ENT performed a scope of my nose, both sides.  He had hoped to extract pus from the right sinus but could not; gross, I know.  I am on a 14-day course of antibiotics and I go for a CT scan in a couple weeks.  Given that my CBCT show a deviated septum and other structural issues, sinus surgery is still a possibility but something that will be decided and discussed after my CT scan.

I went to my 4 PM Crossfit class and I was able to update my friends.  The coach said once I'm through this, I'll want to run a marathon.  I told him "let's not get crazy, I just want to breathe well."

If you're new here, thanks for stopping by.  I have linked some of my related blog posts here if you want to catch up.  If you're a regular reader, thanks for being here.  I have not walked this journey alone; aside from friends and family, God has been with me and through Him all things are possible.




Where It All Started: When the Office Makes You Sick

Saturday, September 5, 2026

Love Thy Neighbor: Finding Common Ground When Neighborhood Concerns Collide

 "Love your neighbor as yourself" sounds simple enough until you're dealing with real-life neighborhood challenges.

Recently, I've been thinking about situations where neighbors have very different concerns, but both believe they're looking out for what's best.

Take, for example, a street where an "Autistic Child in Area" sign has been posted. For the family, the sign serves as an important reminder that their child may wander, hide, or react differently to situations. Safety is always on their minds.

At the same time, another neighbor may own a large truck, van, or work vehicle that's legally parked on the street. To them, it's simply where they park their vehicle after a long day. They may not realize that large vehicles can create blind spots or hiding places that make some parents nervous.

Then tensions start to build.  Am I being disrespectful parking a vehicle on the street?  Is our family the next police visit? Admittedly, I know very little about autism but have been curious since the signs appeared on our street in the last couple of weeks.  The police calls started after the signs went up so I searched online to see if there is something we should have been told as residents about parking on our street.  That's how I learned about autistic children possibly viewing a large truck or SUV as a hiding spot.  

One neighbor worries about safety. Another feels targeted because of where they're parking. Someone gets frustrated. Someone calls the police. Feelings get hurt, and before long, people stop talking to each other and start talking about each other.

The thing is, most people aren't trying to be bad neighbors.


Parents of autistic children aren't trying to control the whole street. They're trying to protect a child they love.  As a mom, I understand and respect that.

Vehicle owners aren't usually trying to make life difficult for anyone. They're parking where they believe they're allowed to park.

When we stop and look at the situation that way, it becomes easier to see that everyone is carrying a valid concern.

What if, instead of immediately calling the police or assuming the worst, neighbors started with a conversation?

What if the parents explained why the vehicles make them anxious?

What if the vehicle owner listened and looked for small compromises that might help?  

What if everyone approached the situation with the goal of solving a problem together instead of winning an argument?

Not every concern has a perfect solution, but most neighborhoods work better when people talk with one another rather than about one another.

Being a good neighbor doesn't mean always getting your way. It doesn't mean giving up your rights, either. It means recognizing that the people living around you have challenges, worries, and needs that may be different from your own.

Sometimes love looks like patience.

Sometimes it looks like listening.

Sometimes it looks like moving a vehicle a few feet when you can.

Sometimes it looks like understanding that a family is carrying concerns you may never fully experience yourself.

The older I get, the more I realize that strong neighborhoods aren't built because everyone agrees. They're built because people choose respect even when they don't.

Maybe that's what loving our neighbors really looks like. Not demanding that everyone see things our way, but caring enough to see things from their perspective, too.

After all, we're all sharing the same street.

Resources:

YouVersion - Scripture Image


Surgery - Hopefully the End of my Sinus Saga

I completed the antibiotics that the ENT prescribed earlier this month and went in for a follow-up CT Scan and visit.  While a bit better, r...