When I was 14, I met a boy on a cruise. His name was Dustin. Two ravishing days were spent galavanting around the Lido deck. A dusty photo album of the entire trip probably holds a single image of this guy, but that was the extent of that saga. Although said guy did not meet … Continue reading Last Night’s Supper
Home is seeing Kyle flip pancakes on Saturday mornings. Home is feeling my blue and white pajama pants. Home is the softness of my flannel shirt. Home is watering my plants. Home is J playing with my hair before he falls asleep. Home is hearing voices say sorry Charlie after someone accidentally steps on his … Continue reading Home is…
Between March of 2020 and October of 2022, we moved 4 times. Our beautiful historic home built in 1912 sold so quickly that we jumped into a rental before finding and moving into the house I thought we’d stay in forever. Then life went crazy, and we quite hurriedly moved a couple hours away, jumped … Continue reading How We Carry It
“What the heck was it?” Relieved after realizing Kyle had saved our toilet. Tired of being splashed with toilet water and after plunging our children’s backed up toilet to no avail, I finally succumbed to defeat and requested that Kyle return to our abode to save the floor and in doing so not have to … Continue reading Meadow Frolicking Fairies
There’s no telling how many hours I spent standing over the little Rugg’ Egg’ Ranch incubator that took up a large portion of the wall-side end of my bar that normally holds all of the school worksheets and drawings that J refuses to let me throw away. Twenty days of looking at eggs before one … Continue reading Unintentionally Murdered Chicken
Sometimes we are running strong. Sometimes we are barely making it. Sometimes we want to give up. Sometimes we are just ready to be finished with the race. Regardless, Jesus is still Jesus and I’m glad I can rest in that. When you feel isolated and worn out, remember those who are running this race with you. Those who have run before you. Those who are cheering you on like the pink-shirted, ponytail lady under the oak tree. Continue reading Under the Oak Tree
There’s something about rain and a porch and an empty screen that brings me a little extra joy..even when I don’t have anything specific to say. The past two months have been defined by change and I have not sat down to write since June 19th…which is quite weird for me. You’re welcome for the … Continue reading Immeasurably More
In 6 years, Kyle and I have deliberately (for getaway type purposes) sent our kids away twice. Both times, we stayed two nights. We’ve never taken a long vacation. I like being home. I like the normalcy of it all. I am very impressed with nature and creation, but when thinking about places I’d like … Continue reading Days 8-?
It was the phrase “R & R get in the van!” (in reference to Richard and Robert) that got me. I flipped straight to the last twenty pages of the book because I could no longer take it, found out everyone died, said “urgh” when I read the last sentence, and then prayed because I … Continue reading Day 4
I have a favor to ask of you. One year ago today I was working on an autobiography (an assignment…not an actual book) and was posed with the task of wrapping it all up by writing one sentence that depicts who I am in my life journey so far. So I took it took the … Continue reading Day 3 & Hinoki
