All Smiles

Oh, sky! Even you smile as the year ends.

Happy for new beginnings. New friends.

Maybe not all new everything, but some stuff

will surely change. Like all years which have past,

we smile on the memories, the moments, the things which last.

Waving a glorious goodbye to the rest of it. Oh, sky!

You say it all in your simple smile. It’s time.

Let’s go find those moments to smile.


Oh, Memories…

The boys laugh and giggle.

Creating moments of connectedness 

with one another. Not knowing

that in those interactions

I remember, years past,

when my brother and I laughed about

similar things. Oh how times change,

yet remain the same. My hope for these

two, is their laughter will carry them into

adulthood, for the bond to cement now,

and last their lifetime. So they know that no matter

what life has in store. They have each other to turn to.

Even if it is brief moments, full of silly laughter, to help

them through the days. 



The moments string together

like garland strung on the tree

hanging a little lopsided as the holidays

start to complete. Strung in those moments

if we look closely, are all sorts of blessings:

cheers and glee, heartache and grief, sad melancholy,

moments of relief, strung tightly wound, fraying at places, 

so beautifully arranged in other spots our hearts ache with glee.

All strung together to create life. Beautiful blessing bestowed.

Hearts overflow, break, fill, and overflow.

As it goes on, forever this way.


By It’s Very Nature, It Is Immeasurable.

How can I love you all equally?

When love cannot be measured.

I cannot sift and pour my love

for you and your magical giggles.

There is no weight to weigh

when I attentively listen to your latest interest.

There is no volume to the gratitude I feel, which is love,

when your rabbit noses twitch merrily at my hands

as we greet each other good morning.

No. There is no way to measure it.

The joy that emits from your eyes when we run to greet one another.

Yet…I love you all. 

Equally so, although different in its ways, I love sharing

a laugh with a stranger. The immeasurable love that is the sky!

How or why should it be measured or questioned when the isness

of it all is far greater, far more comforting, than weighing the

whys and hows. There is no measurable means which is why love

spills out so easily and overflows bounds to reach all it can.

Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie


Heading To The End

it sounds ominous. it isn’t.

nope. the end of a year fastly approaches.

with it the tease of hopes and dreams.

new year, new everything. 2020 most certainly was new!

definitely a new year, new decade, new…

as with all things new, there comes learning.

we all learned something new this year. even if

it was only remotely. what will next year bring?

what curves and valleys? what flights and inspirations?

I know what I hope it brings. the dreams I hold close to my heart.

those which shall flourish. flutter and take flight. bravely letting

them go so the dreams can breath life. the question now seems to be,

would I wait another week, or let those dreams live today? end the year

with hope and pray for the new year to carry them on. what to do

when the end is near…