My heart is alive because of Jesus. I adore my hilariously thoughtful husband and my 4 rascally boys. I delight in poetry, laughter and London Fogs.
‘Twas once a young lady who met a young man Who was witty and dashing and asked for her hand. So they dreamed and they ventured and soon they did marry… And growing their family? They sure did not tarry; That following year, their first son was born, And then year after year there … More Merry Christmas!
I love the Christmas season… and one of my favorite things about it is that my mailbox becomes a cornucopia of greeting cards! Beautiful photos of friends and family, lyrical notes, delightful updates… and they all get strung across our entry hall and remain there for the year. These cards remind me of treasured people … More Mailbox
I must rewind. It was one week after Finn was born and we were embracing his colorful little self and all the possibilities of his new normal. We had been praying fervently for good reports as we prepared for numerous appointments with neurologists, ophthalmologists and dermatologists in the coming weeks. We were raw and a … More Manna
I have so much waiting in the wings… updates on Finn, and all sorts of nuggets of wisdom that I have mined over the past weekend at a retreat in California with my husband and dear friends… I feel constipated with blog posts and limited in my time to write and publish! I need some … More Dear Friend
This morning I woke early with a sense of utter calm, a deep knowledge that the God of comfort was filling every inch of my home, that He was near. And then I remembered. December 2nd. A year ago today, over 5,000 people visited this newborn, highly unattended blog to read No Heartbeat, to this … More Remembering
Finn is four weeks old today. How time plays tricks. The final days I waited for him to emerge — a week past his due date — those days stretched forever. And now we have blown through four weeks. Weeks that have been filled with joy, fear, sadness, hope, gratitude, laughter… and a whole lot of Jesus. … More Dependent
As I mentioned, day four was rough. As Marsh took Finn and sent me our room to take a nap that afternoon, I was so thankful, and yet I could not fall asleep. The tears just kept tumbling down my cheeks as my chest heaved; I was entirely exhausted, but rest evaded me. And so I … More Looking but not Seeing.
Day four was rough. I had gotten approximately 45 minutes of sleep; I am sure my hormones were insanely out of balance; my uterus was contracting; my milk came in which suddenly gifted me with boulders for breasts {just keepin’ it real}; and I was processing the fact that my newborn could have a rare genetic … More Seared
We were released from the hospital at 10:30pm after having a second MRI for little Finn and both tests coming back clear. While we might have stayed with our older boys another night in the hospital had we had the option {date night, right!? Our boys were with the grandparents and we had room service!}, this one … More Draw the Circle
An hour before we welcomed in the pediatrician to have our world turned upside-down, we had already been duly shaken. Marshall received news that one of our dear friends, a young woman who is wise and wonderful and had just launched on the epic journey of a Master’s in counseling, was lost in the woods. … More Lost
THE TETHERING PLACE 