Life is Sailing

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I am a woman who loves beauty and fun. I sail, read, play games, learn instruments (piano, flute, ukulele, tin whistle, Scottish drums, harmonica), hike, sing, Pickleball, explore, and write. My greatest joy is playing or exploring with my five children and husband. My greatest peace is at the piano or sailing. At the center and surrounding it all is my Savior Jesus Christ.

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  • Ohi’a Lehua Honey

    (written Monday, August 11, 2025)Ohi’a lehua honeyThe sweetest, creamiest honeyBrings brightness to my soulPatient boys, First day of “school”, A long walk homeWatch out for bearsPackage at the doorstepOhi’a lehua honey order!Add a little bread and butterNourishment after car trouble galoreA batterly AND alternator?!Oh me, oh my!The heavy jarLaden with golden joyBright red, wispy flowerSymbol…

  • A Heart and Soul Blessed

    (written Sunday, August 10, 2025) A husband, faithful and true, blesses the heart and soul of his wife.  The person she was, the person she has become, and the person she will be are all linked to this man.  May he hold her heart tenderly, for much affection it contains, they of which is love. …

  • Cushy Carpet

    (written Friday, August 8, 2025) Cushy carpet under tired toesAfter a day filled with fellowship.Via phone, text, in-person, and video callI am grateful for friends both of many years and a few days.

  • Crow of the sea

    (written Thursday, August 7, 2025) Wooden planks one after the other“Caw, caw”Fish Flesh fixed on hooks Flung to the waves in hopes of catchingFleshy fish for fillet. An excited, “Look, Mom!”Black shape beneath the waves. Peer down below.Sting ray? “No, manta ray.”For the sting lies close to the ocean’s floor. All the way to the…

  • Threads of Change

    (written July 30, 2025)Simple threadsSlipping byTransitions, changes, Will it end?

  • Moving for Forever

    (written July 29, 2025) Tired. Exhausted. Is it the working all day unpacking? Something about cardboard smells? Maybe I need more sleep. Or just fresh air. My brother said it seems like my family and I have been moving for forever… Why, yes. Yes, it does.

  • Tough Lessons

    (written Monday, August 4, 2025) Kids learn tough lessons… like, always aim a throw below the shoulders, especially when you are a few feet away. Or… own up to what you did. Apologize. Ask if they are okay. Try to make it right. Or… a good friend walks with his friend home when they are…

  • Mosaics of People

    Disappointment transformed into conversation.A chance to connect and discover beautiful skills of another.Mosaics of glass, shells, mortar, and metal.People fellowshipping together.

  • What It’s Really About

    (written Tuesday, August 5, 2025) It’s about deep pressure hugs when he is clearly cracking emotionally. It’s about cleaning up messes I didn’t make and teaching them to clean up after themselves. It’s about loving her and encouraging her to follow her dreams even after she’s been nasty when driven by fear. It’s about instruction…

  • Blue Corvette and a Hymn

    (from Sunday, August 3, 2025) Looming clouds covered the skyLoading give away items into the vanGlorious hymns, sung in full gustoStreamed across the neighborhood roadA blue CorvettePerched upon blocks”There is a Fountain” song a-singing,Blessing the grease work on rear axleWho knew we’d find a kindred soul?!Familiar names exchanged from afarWe had trod the same pathTo…