I miss writing. I really do. But when I think about blogging I feel quiet; at a place of more questions than answers. At a loss of what to pen with no sense of direction, missing direction. Sunday, at church standing around outside moaning my crisis to Amanda, she suggested I write about it; all … More So For Now: The next Chapter of This Next Book
Today was completely magical. It was a beauty unlike we’ve (or I, since I’ve only lived in Tx for 12 years) ever experienced. It was still and hushed and bounding and adventurous all rolled into one. What happened? It snowed! And not just a sprinkling, a dusting. But really snowed. It snowed almost 6 inches! … More Have You Lived Through A Magical Moment?
Hi! It’s been awhile. A long while. There’s so much happening in the world, in my world and it’s hard for me to write. Usually writing helps me process and make sense of what I’m feeling but not this time. This time my preferred coping mechanism is to not think to long or too deep … More This is My Wilderness
What is it about summer that is so hard for me? Is it hard for you too? I find myself struggling to maintain enthusiasm for my day that stretches long before me. Where’s the enthusiasm for settling squabbles, extra needy preschoolers that suddenly need to have their hand held to go potty every. single. time., … More He Promises His Presence
As summer began to roll on, I began to notice something. I noticed it in the panic of COVID and in the fear of conspiracy theories and the fight for #blacklivesmatter. I noticed it as I went about my day hearing my children chatter endlessly about their little things. There are a lot of loud … More What I noticed – Have you too?
It was one of those lazy summer days. I woke up and didn’t have much pressing to do so I returned to reading my book. After my kids woke up and demanded food, we had breakfast. It was a normal breakfast. The middle child demanding I switch spoons and then cereals after she already agreed … More How to Like Your Kids Again
Since I was oddly given a dress, I now had something to wear to church. My brother had stopped by and brought a bag of clothes a friend was getting rid of. Mom didn’t change her mind come Easter morning. Once she sets her mind on something, there’s no eraser strong enough to change … More Easter 2019 Cont.
How has it been five weeks since my mother died? Time is flying. Being quarantined and extra busy homeschooling + managing a 2 and 4 year old besides and finding energy and time for them too. Ohhh, and I dare not mention the amount of food I’m forever making… Time is flying quickly friends as … More Easter and One Year Ago
Oct 2018, I climbed the stairs to my parents house, opened door and the first thing I heard was mom calling out “Where’s my girl?” Hot tears peppered my cheeks. I had made the sacrifice to see mom that weekend, left my husband and kids behind, orchestrated babysitters and planned meals. I drove … More “There’s My Girl”
You never can prepare enough for a funeral. Even one you know is coming. For the past two years we knew my mother, Doris, had ALS, Lou Gerigs disease. And, while we understood death will be the end of the road, we still found ourselves grieving and catching our breath by the reality that mom … More In Awe
