This post was written in March, 2014. I'm on a bit of a kick about bad stuff lately, since that seems to be what I wake up to each morning. It's interesting how the stuff you're going through changes the lens through which you see the world. One of the good things about my dad's … Continue reading Fighting a Great Battle
When Hugh Hefner died, I shared a piece that I thought was appropriate on social media - an article that decried the praise the deceased was receiving, reminding all of us that his legacy was one of broken innocence and the objectification of women. (You can read it here.) Then somebody else reminded us that … Continue reading Use Things, Love People
Blue poured into summer blue, A hawk broke from his cloudless tower, The roof of the silo blazed, and I knew That part of my life was over. From 'End of Summer' by Stanley Kunitz Transitions are hard. Last week marked a major milestone for us. Our youngest was enrolled in preschool two days per … Continue reading End of Summer
8:15am All the kids have been dropped off at school. Sweet, blissful, quiet car! I am going to get so much done today! Six hours of no interruptions. I just need to drop off that package at the post office and I think the library books are due today and I can't renew them again. … Continue reading This is why I can’t get anything done.
Note! I've established an Amazon Affiliates account. If you click on the links below and order the books (or anything else on Amazon) I'll make a small commission. This has been a delightful summer for reading. I've been blessed by a magical fairy who comes to our Little Free Library and leaves gems for me. … Continue reading Books!
"Enjoy every minute, because it goes so quickly." These are the well-meant words I have heard countless times since I put my oldest five children in school. Apparently a woman with a single toddler in tow is a magnet for older ladies reminiscing about their days with little children. Nobody ever said this to me … Continue reading When Parenting Isn’t
I didn't write anything for Easter. It's not that I wasn't inspired to share about the grace I've experienced because of God's love. It's not that I don't want to tell everyone who'll listen that once I was blind, but now I see. Once I was lost and in despair and now I'm filled with hope. Once … Continue reading The Silence of Saturday