It was the letter, definitely the letter – but it was also everything that led up to the letter. It was that our kitchen sink smelled like actual garbage when I got home, that the new puppy tee teed on the rug – again, that I am late or behind on about three hundred and
I write a lot about super serious things here – reflective, heart things. And I like that because I want you to know that you’re not the only one that deals with the hard stuff while you smile and love and give. However, I also want you to know that there are tools and ways
So, we’re homeschooling. I’ve mentioned that I think, but I don’t think I’ve told you about how we arrived at that decision, about how it’s impacted our life, and about how it hasn’t. Before we even knew we were leaving Arvada, circumstances began to align in such a way that we felt led to homeschool.
This is a post I wrote about babies one and two between the birth of babies two and three – that now applies to my mornings with babies two and three (except that I am not currently expecting a fourth). And the wheel just keeps on turning… I woke up at 5 heavy-hearted and
We ate our Sunday dinner as planned. We cleaned up the kitchen as planned. The Hunk and Miss Magnificent went down for the resty roos as planned. And when all was quiet, I grabbed my Bible, my journal, threw on my favorite pair of flip flops, and headed down to the lake – eagerly anticipating
What would it be like if motherhood was my job – like the ultimate job that I’d hope and worked for my whole life – that tone I’d gone to school for, the one that energized me and made me feel alive? What would it look like if my focus, my heart, my energy went
But he said to him, “My lord knows that the children are frail and that the flocks and herds which are nursing are a care to me. And if they are driven hard one day, all the flocks will die. Genesis 33:13 They wanted us to share an experience with group – how we had
Be careful that no one falls short of the grace of God, so that no root of bitterness will spring up to cause trouble and defile many. See to it that no one is sexually immoral, or is godless like Esau, who sold his birthright for a single meal.For you know that afterward, when he
Back in February, I wrote a post called, On Falling Back in Love with Mothering, over at Mothers of Daughters. In it, I addressed the fact that somewhere along the way, mothering had become more of a chore than a gift – that I had allowed it to become so, and that I didn’t feel
Today I visited with an older lady who felt compelled to share with me the story of her husband’s passing. I lifeguard at a pool where a lot of water walking and water aerobics take place, so there is a plethora of older folks looking for a listening ear, and I’m glad to provide it.