The blackberries are ripening again. These sorts of things become landmark time references for me. Last year, I picked them from our backyard fence when this home was still a house and I felt uncomfortable in my own skin. I had a lot on my plate, more than I shared and will ever share on this blog or with others. I've been tried before, sure. But never had I felt so troubled with my mind, body, and spirit, all at the same time. And it felt like too much. Even looking back, I'm in awe how I made it through. I suppose sometimes you have no choice, so you just keep going in a direction, any direction, so long as you keep moving. And then, by moving, forgiveness and Grace, love from others, and a continual learned love for myself, I made it to today. To another blackberry ripening.


  1. I hope you feel better this year than last. Either way, you're wonderful and I miss you.

  2. I adore this post. This reminds me of when I was little and would pick the raspberries that grew in my grandma's backyard. I always felt so safe and comfortable and whenever I see raspberries I remember those times. Amazing how life can change from year to year but little memories hold strong. I'm glad this year is better for you. :)

    Tightrope to the Sun

  3. i just got lost in your blog, you're a beautiful soul.

  4. what a lovely post. i totally get this. i was in the same spot a couple months ago. it is amazing to see how things can change in a year, even when you thought they could never get better.

  5. what a nice reminder that things always change whether for good or the bad.

    xo. m.