Pentecost: Lifting the Fog
Today is the second Sunday in a row that Henley has apparently eaten something that hasn’t settled well in her stomach. She frantically tiptoes, as one can frantically tiptoe, into our bedroom and lets us know she is sick before jetting to the bathroom. And...
Daddy who?
It was just over a week ago that I picked my children up after school and my son launched into all of the wonderful details of his Pre-Kindergarten field trip. They’d gone to visit a retirement home and, somewhere between his school and the home, he saw his...
No great lengths required…
I’ve always had this thing for a new pair of jeans. I know for a lot of women it might be shoes, purses or even a new hair style, but not me. The funny thing is, I don’t even really enjoy shopping all that much. But I love new jeans. So much so, that it...
When He speaks…
So my family and I are back from the beach and still dumping sand out of crevices I didn’t know existed. Just to clarify, I am not referring to crevices within any part of my anatomy, but I guarantee you I’ll be vacuuming sand out of the carpet of my...
“I told you so” – Why don’t we listen?
A few nights ago while I was working on getting dinner ready, I heard a thud and a wail coming from Wyatt’s room. I didn’t even have to miss a beat stirring the veggies by taking a look to see what happened. I already knew. Wyatt, in all of his infinite...A little about me
Doing life with one amazingly supportive husband and four spirited arrows. Heart for God. Wordsmith. Tea sommelier. Music lover. Enneagram 4, INFJ. IG junkie. Paleo lifestyle for chronic illness. Supporter of sustainable living. I love cozy. I love boots. I love sitting still only long enough to have my hair colored.
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