by Missy Marilyn
by Missy Marilyn
Since I’m still feeling some birthday vibes, and it’ll likely be another year before I feel like celebrating myself, I’m going to share this thought I had the other day. Pause and Stop the Birthday Wishing It’s so cliché; and we say it enthusiastically, “Make a wish!” I propose that for our big-girl birthdays, from …
This must be one of the scariest things that has passed through my hands, but it can’t sit in my heart. I know I’m going to piss off just about everyone I know, and everyone can find something here to be offended about. But we can’t play the “offended” card while children are dying. So, …
The tragedy about reaching eternity, is the ones you leave behind have to figure it out. All the years you held it together, held us in your hands, and you never let us go. And now, we can’t give you even the kindness of letting you Rest In Peace. It feels selfish, like when I …
I think sometimes we love someone so much because of who they were. And sometimes, we love someone so much because of who we were when we were with them. And if you have to say goodbye, it feels like you’re saying goodbye to your favorite version of you, too. We moved around a lot, …
I think that’s why life is hard. When someone dies, What are we supposed to do with all the love we have for them? Are we supposed to forget it, stow it away, in the deepest part of the sea? Or are we supposed to express it; let it be free? It comes out of …
To my Sunflowers, It’s not the first time I receive a song, just at the right time, with just the right message, to get me through a tough time. This one, came to me through my children, as is frequently the case nowadays. They picked a favorite movie, and in it, I found this amazing …
When I started this website ten years ago, I called it “Glimmers”. Let me tell you why that made sense. Because at twenty-something, I could only see glimmers of truth. We did so much to keep ourselves busy, to distract ourselves. We stayed so busy, it drowned out most of reality, most of the truth. …
We are all created for a purpose. Our imperfections make us even better suited to serve it. I see the beauty of life, in a mug.
Why do we spend so much time letting other people decide what we are and what we’re not? Why do we spend so much of our mental energy believing them? Our opinion of us has to be greater than the opinions of others, and so much more important. Only you hold the power to be, …
My sisters, my friends. The last paragraph of my last post came to me as I tried to muster some form of comfort to speak to my baby sister, who is a few years my junior, but missed a lot of the good stuff we came up with. Sadly, her time has been wrought with …
In a society of Over planning, Over scheduling, Over committing, Over thinking, Over worrying, Overwhelming, Over exposing, Over doing, Over comparing, Over spending, Over cooking, Over eating, Over expecting, Over complaining; I am thankful for this year teaching me about Just Enough. Just enough company to keep, Just enough food on the shelves, Just enough …
This is my dad. He loves to play the piano. He plays the piano like people should live life. He plays straight from the heart. You know how I know that? Because his memory is pretty much shot, stolen from him partially by illness and the rest, by the medicines he had to take to …
