The sign caught my attention. I was visiting the Royal Tyrell Museum which is famous for its dinosaur exhibits.
Over one enclosed case was a sign titled Skeletons (and more) in our Closet. It went on to say that what we saw on exhibit was only a fraction of the fossils that have been collected.
What a good analogy of life.
Skeletons in my closet.
What you see is only a fraction of who I am.
Parts of my life require more work before I will feel confident enough to put them on display. It’s much more appealing for you to see the finished product rather than the work in progress.
There are also skeletons in my closet that I would prefer to leave there, never to see the light of day.
The thing is, those skeletons tend to appear at the most inopportune moments. They are like the ones in the museum that need to be in a glass case. You can see them, but not get too close.
There are two things that I’ve found helpful in dealing with what I have hidden from view. First is that people connect with your weakness, not your strength. Vulnerability doesn’t push people away, it draws them closer.
Secondly, secrets can keep me bound up in fear and shame. Trapped in the confines of my mind, they are much larger than life. Brought out into the open they tend to diminish in size. Somehow they don’t seem as frightening when I choose to expose them.
The process isn’t easy but the freedom experienced afterwards makes it all worthwhile. So, who else is ready to open the closet and release some skeletons?











Summer weather has stretched into September and we are taking full advantage of it. The weekend was a perfect time to head to the lake and enjoy our RV.
Are you a dabbler? To dabble is to take part in a casual or superficial way. In other words, you’re not fully committed.
I recently discovered what it feels like to have something getting on my nerves. Now that I have experienced nerve pain I won’t take that statement lightly again.

I’ve often heard people say that time slipped away. In my case this was a literal statement when my watch slipped out of my hand, hit a concrete floor and ended up in three pieces.
Brian and I walked to the lakeshore to watch the sun set. Its bright light reflected on the surface of the water as it slowly moved toward the horizon.
Brian saw it first. There on the top of one of the tall towers supporting power lines, was a huge eagle nest.
nest. Upon scanning the area, we discovered an adult eagle on a nearby tower, keeping watch.
When the parent thinks the eaglet is ready, it will push the young one out.