I jumped, praying that the ground would rise beneath me, or at least that mmt winds would erupt. Either way, I did not fall.
31 Days of Liminality
31 Days of Liminality
Requiem; Here and Gone I've said often, my grandmother lives in me. In many ways, I am more like my mother than my Granny, but Lucille lives in me. I Love Fiercely It was always clear to us that we were sheltered. We were bathed in the glow of her pride, the warmth of her …
31 Days of Liminality
Instead of imagining all that could go wrong, let's celebrate all that is already good.
31 Days of Liminality
Your inner child, the God in you, has always been right, and right there, waiting for you to say, "Yes."
31 Days of Liminality
I write. I don't always write well, but I write daily. It is exercise. It is worship. It helps encourage the practice of discipline in my writing.
31 Days of Liminality
I don't regret taking our children apple-picking, but it was a hilarious conversation. It made me aware of my privilege.
31 Days of Liminality
What if the best days were just ahead of the most bracing you've lived through?
31 Days of Liminality
Is my body perfect? Nope. Do I love her anyway? Yep. Can I do better? Working on it.
Monday Musings
Have you ever not liked someone you loved? There are challenging relationships that call us to honor our core values. I'm committed to this... And I'll be writing 31 days of Liminality. Join me??
Thursday Confessional
It's a new season...
Chelle A Wilson 
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