Sarah Portner

I’ve resisted a bit (ok – a lot – still resisting to certain degrees) with what I’m about to write.  I resisted for a year the word that has become my word for 2025 – that is not to say I’ve fully accepted it, but I’ve acknowledged that it is my word: Surrender.  Last…

I have been thinking a lot about that poem ‘Footprints in the Sand,’ specifically those last few lines where it says; “When you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.” Me being me, I couldn’t help but compare it to when the boys and I were at the…

This tree is in my backyard. I can see it from every window at the back of my house. It has the prettiest white flowers in the spring. Yet it kind of fades into the background during the other seasons, but it has always stuck out to me. I’m not sure why. I think…

It’s been a long time since I’ve done this, but I was inspired this morning after a conversation with a friend: Calmer Waters I watched as they got caught up in the current Their bright colors swirling and spinning in the fluxes and flows Their dance only disrupted amongst the rocks and white caps…