Innerdialects

I don’t imagine any of us can fully describe this year, or its impact on 2024. At home its been months of healing, and some. We went years without a family Doc, and suddenly we needed scans, meds at different levels. I’m still getting used to new eyes and shedding glasses ( they’ve been my mate too long). Noe&I are busy, yayyy! The kids aren’t kids anymore, thats great and sad and great ❣️

. Blogging has not been great. I’ve zero clue why some of my comments to another site go from an old non existant site that wasn’t even my blog. Among a few other issues, (countless mail on other bloggers saying they cannot comment ??? or like a Post), I just got mail regarding my SEO, from a name with no ID, on a pay plan to improve traffic;

& here’s a new browser (Jetpack)that am not housebroken into, is that the issue? Let me know WP.

November is Noe’s Birthday & it colors my gratitude like a new sunrise every single time. This season is a stretch of at least two months of new. New music, chords, menus, skies, I’m a terrific mess of Thankfulness. Every last nasty is forgiven, hugged in my mind and hurt let go. Eternal perspective is these two words our family has been mulling over, ever since Noe’s cardiac story. He talked about it,even before his two silent heart attacks. And now its a gentle reminder that Life is beyond these petty perimeters. Wow. I mean, all our wrangling and swear, our hate and insecurities, our rage and craft, stealth, you name it, is just this much.

We should be dancing on the yukkies too, they won’t last my friend, in these fleeting shadows.

As November leaves, may we meet God like never before. How nice to think of Him in a manageable manger, in shepherd gear and distant enough to not see us here, now. The reality of Him, is His Presence here, now. The “Advent” is a season beyond our solstice, equinox…us spinning in space, clueless? Uh uh.

Am praying us all know the Grace of God. Unfiltered, absolute Grace.