by Suzie Eller | Jan 7, 2021 | Faith, Family, Feelings, Living free together, More Than Small Talk
It was my biological father’s funeral. I had met him a couple of times over my life time. I went out of respect, though he was a stranger to me. So I wasn’t expecting all the feelings that rushed in. The anger when the song, “I Did It My Way” was played. The... by Suzie Eller | Jan 1, 2021 | Faith, Feelings, More Than Small Talk
Yes, it’s been a year. A weird one. A hard one. So much loss and chaos. So, when I was asked what my one word for the year would be, I had nothing. Like many of you, I’ve hidden people on Facebook that I love in person but really struggle to understand on social... by Suzie Eller | Dec 18, 2020 | Faith, More Than Small Talk
What lights you up? What triggers you? What are things that bring you peace? This last two years I’ve been telling God all these things about myself. Maybe your response is, “But He already knows that, Suzie.” I believe that too, but there’s something faith-changing... by Suzie Eller | Oct 2, 2020 | Faith, Family, Feelings, More Than Small Talk
It was icy outside, a freak November storm. The car was parked a little sideways. Richard had pulled into the parking place and stumbled into the ER in the midst of a massive heart attack. As I stood outside the car, trying to open the frozen door. I was trembling and... by Suzie Eller | Sep 17, 2020 | Faith, Feelings, More Than Small Talk
I did a thing. I went back to college. In fact, right now I’m knee-deep in study and quizzes and all the things that go with it. This may not seem like a big deal, but it’s something I’ve been trying to do for a very long time. . . I won’t go into all the details but... by Suzie Eller | Aug 14, 2020 | Faith, Family, Feelings, Living free together, More Than Small Talk
It is a cool August morning, something that doesn’t happen that often. Richard and I take an early morning walk before we start our day. Richard leans over and lets a corny joke fly. He’s the king of corny jokes. He waits expectantly, knowing I’ll groan and laugh at...
