Miles, in a surprising turn of events, slept well last night. Because the sleep gods are merciless, mercurial beings, however, he was the only person in this house who did. Sleep well, that is. Sometime between 8 p.m. and midnight, both girls’ digestive systems went into full revolt and determined to empty themselves by any … Continue reading "All Mama Wants is a Silent Night, Part Two"
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All Mama Wants is a Silent Night
A day or two after Christmas, once all the gifts had been opened and enjoyed, Jonathan remembered something. He went to the garage and returned with a mug, which he handed to me with a grin. “I hid it so well I forgot I had it.” I laughed, both at his words and at those … Continue reading "All Mama Wants is a Silent Night"
Read MoreHold My Baby, I'm Busy Being a Doctor
I was about to step into the shower a few days back when Abby rushed into the room, a dress-up lab coat askew across her back, a doll dangling from her hand. “Mama, can you hold my baby?” she asked. “She’s sad and she wants someone to hold her, and I’m busy being a doctor.” … Continue reading "Hold My Baby, I'm Busy Being a Doctor"
Read MoreChoosing These Moments
I’ve had it in my head to “start writing again” for many months now. But it’s always a difficult thing, beginning is, especially after so long an absence. (I don’t regret that long absence; while my writing fell silent, my life certainly did not, and the last year has been full of good and worthwhile … Continue reading "Choosing These Moments"
Read MoreHoping for Rain
“Can I wear my boots, Mama, just in case it rains?” I peek out the window at the clear blue sky, at the warmth of a perfect fall day. I turn to her, about to tell her that there won’t be rain today, but as I look at her upturned face, her expectant grin, her … Continue reading "Hoping for Rain"
Read MoreCount Back With Me
Count back with me, numberless days to the dawn of time, when endless love spilled out of the infinite void and formed the words Let there be light. Close your eyes. Breathe. Deep gulping breaths that fill your lungs to capacity. In. Out. In. Out. Let the Word saturate your being as He hovers over the … Continue reading "Count Back With Me"
Read MoreFive
Five. It feels momentous. Big. A milestone year. So much older than four. A big girl, now, doing big girl things. (It’s strange to think of you this way, as five. Stranger, still, to write to you. Presumptuous, perhaps. But it helps, somehow, to remember you today.) I’ve thought of you more often than I … Continue reading "Five"
Read MorePHFR – Small Beauty, Everywhere
~Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life, as inspired by the women at Like Mother, Like Daughter~ {Pretty} Last Friday, we ventured into the chilly morning, the girls and I did. While they explored and played and chased each other around the yard, I looked for the small and the overlooked: in the last of … Continue reading "PHFR – Small Beauty, Everywhere"
Read MorePHFR – On Writing a Novel (Or Not, As the Case May Be)
~Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life, as inspired by the women at Like Mother, Like Daughter~ {Pretty} I know, I know. It seems all I ever do is post photos of the sky, especially this time of year. But we get such lovely sunsets and sunrises around here. I’m grateful for their fleeting beauty, … Continue reading "PHFR – On Writing a Novel (Or Not, As the Case May Be)"
Read More{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real} – On Dents and Self-Compassion
~Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life, as inspired by the women at Like Mother, Like Daughter~ {Pretty} At Jonathan’s urging, I stepped outside into the blue twilight. The door closed behind me, sealing in Abby’s excited babble and Katie’s continuous monologue and the steady noise that comes with raising children, closing me off from … Continue reading "{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real} – On Dents and Self-Compassion"
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