Christmas Cookie
The snow-like powder puddles on your nose and lips with each greedy bite. -AMJ
Waiting
I sit in silence listening for the gentle stirs of awakening. -AMJ
Listen
Listen to my words, And in the depth of your heart Make them part of you. – AMJ
Holding On: Benedictine Stability
Three years ago, I moved as a result of a job change. For three years, my afternoons would follow a similar pattern: I would throw the door open and fling my bag on the nearest chair. As I passed a mirror, I would glance at the wreck I had become: […]