Musings & More by Wendy

The span from May to August is significant and there have been some life events that deserve noting, so here we go... - Memorial Day weekend was a great time to have quick visit with Kimmie & Dustin, but we did not get as much accomplished as I had hoped and I encouraged the two of them to work on their own to address some projects before I returned for 4th of July holiday.  - June flew by but it was full of birthdays and other celebrations too. Work was going swimmingly well for me and I celebrated by 3rd year with the company at the end of May (5/29/26). I started a purging project at my house going through old papers and other items too. It felt great to clean up the clutter on my kitchen table and various other locations in my small abode. [And, so far, I have managed to keep it that way] - July was equally full. First was the 250th birthday of our great country and another quick trip to visit Kimmie and Dustin in Jacksonville, TX. I splurged and got a hotel since I still h...

 Anyone remember hearing this as a child:  "If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all"? I sure do. What feels even more true now that I’m an adult is that hurtful words are not just a childhood thing—they are not limited to sandbox teasing or sibling rivalry. Maybe it is because of the medication I take to suppress hormones and lower the risk of my breast cancer coming back, but words seem to hit me harder these days. It does not really matter where I am—at work, in a store, around my neighborhood, or out at public events—if the language is unclean or unwholesome, it grates on me like fingernails on a chalkboard. What surprises me most is, first, that I am not naïve enough to say I have never heard those words or jokes before, and second, that I still find myself not quite knowing how to process the offense they bring up in me. When I accepted Jesus as my personal Savior in 2000, I knew that I was going to need to make some changes in how I spoke and beha...

 First I ask for forgiveness as what I am about to share actually started in the summer of 2025 - read on... I have always been pretty healthy and consistent to see my doctor(s) as required once or twice a year, so I was not thrilled when my 2025 mammogram indicated a spot that had not changed in a number of years that radiologist wanted to biopsy. Since my last core biopsy nine years prior was so traumatic, I advocated for myself and sought out options that would provide peace of mind, comfort and less trauma for myself and the person doing the biopsy. In December 2025 I met with a local surgeon who specializes with breast issues and met with her to explain why I was seeking surgical help or, at the very least, biopsy with stronger than local anesthetic. She was empathetic to my anxiety and traumatic experience, so we set up lumpectomy procedure to take place on 1/15/26. The results from that procedure took the wind out of my sails and I felt adrift for the first time since my div...

 Happy New Year! I'd say 'dear readers', but I really don't know if anyone reads my musings or not anymore - and it really is not a big deal if nobody takes interest in my writings. After all, in my inaugural post on my old site I stated it was a place for me to share my thoughts and faith walk for myself and family. The bonus is if any of my musings touched another soul in some small way. As the title conveys, a new year means a new focus or a shift in my musings. Sure, I may default to rambling about my daughter and her husband or the occasional rant from time to time - but I intend to focus on my faith walk and what God is showing me in my spiritual journey. I hope these thoughts will show up for others (you) to see, but (again) the content I share is primarily for myself and my family. On the small probability that someone stumbles across this post and that someone is a prayer warrior, I do ask for prayer support as I will be undergoing surgery next week. I fully tr...

[ I'll return to my faith journaling soon - been reading daily and jotting notes but not ready to share as Holy Spirit is still teaching me 😏] February 15, 2025-October 15, 2025 = 8 months... How I often feel shocked at the amount of time that has transpired since my beautiful girl married her person - her fella - her stick-by-my-side-no-matter-what best friend on a rainy day that, honestly, felt the sunniest. The relaxed, joy filled, peaceful way she moved on that day amazes me even now. Kimmie is so in love with Dustin and he with her - it warms my heart beyond expression. Sure, like many newlyweds, they have things to navigate through together and find/make time for quality fellowship with one another. They have to learn to not see just the outward parts, but the inward as well. But I do believe they are making strides in the areas that require their care and attention right now. I could not begin to counsel them because this is their marriage and their journey, not mine. I...

Over the past eleven days I have found myself in places of mourning, anger, deep concern, forgiveness and back to mourning again. Why you ask? Reflecting on that question (also asked by myself), the answer is not simple. As I write this, I am replaying the Charlie Kirk Memorial Service and finding myself in another posture: WORSHIP. Allow me to express my heart - maybe this message will one day reach someone struggling with how to process the unthinkable and I do hope my Father in Heaven will take over this post to speak through me or at least allow Holy Spirit to guide my thoughts today. September 10th found me at work, processing through what I expected to be another normal day - but it was anything but normal. There was a buzzing in the office that I was hearing and, typically, I do extend courtesy to co-workers by not intentionally listening to conversations that do not involve me when I heard the mention of a name: Charlie Kirk. He'd been shot. My immediate reaction was to thi...