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Ever feel like the things you loved to do are now just too wearisome? I have been there in both my writing and other tasks for the past month. I present to you a spark of motivation again, hidden within the words of this poem. If you've ever lost a beloved pet and then dared to love again, this post is for you. Or you'll be able to understand the feelings of someone close to you who will go through the same. Caution...cute doggie pictures at the end. You have been warned.

No words exist to introduce this poem. Just tears.

Has the thought "It's all been a mirage" ever soared into your mind? It has to me...and this is how I felt - all explained in free verse poetry. If you are reading this, thank you!

Did you miss the Christmas Bethlehem star? So did I. How disappointing.

I present to you a fairy tale based on anticipation, determination, and trickery. The story you will read was an assignment for my local writing group, Scribe Tribe. We were assigned a limit of 300-600 words. I am not one word over. As you read my fairy tale, you'll notice the same parallel. Have fun reading a true, little tale about little Aleisha and the night of the Christmas alarm.

There are no large family gatherings. No children's Christmas programs. No Mannheim Steamroller Concerts. No balancing packages aside coffee house tables. It's all rather missing. We had enjoyed it so much in year's past. It feels like there is a part of Christmas missing. It has all changed. But, there is a part that can't ever change. It's available and revealed in a special and unexpected way this year. The joy can not be stopped.

I'm so "this". I'm so "that". What do you do with those ugly statements you believe about yourself? Sometimes a reminder of the answer arrives in the mail.

Do you find it hard to give thanks right now? All of us, at some point or another, find ourselves giving thanks through gritted teeth. Gratitude seems like a slap in the face. If you have ever felt that way, this post is for you.

My second published article is now live!

Has shame attached itself to some part of the story of your life? Yes. Mine, too. Yet, one baton passed to me changed my trajectory, although I wouldn't see it until twenty years later.

Are you desperately trying to motivate yourself into a different way of behavior? I was, and it reaped some shackling consequences. How can you slip out from under the heavy weight of that which you carry? Read on. I will share my story with you.

Are your kids heading back to college this week? Mine certainly is. Do you feel the strain to "get it all done?" and "Milk every moment?" Do you wonder how to feel at peace amidst so much activity? If so, enjoy this piece I wrote last year as my now sophomore son heads back to the dorms tomorrow. I still think about what I realized on that trip to the grocery store. I think about it often. I hope you will, too!