Earrache

Wesley. This four year old is so full of spunk and joy and sweet and sass. But today it was just screaming and tears. We went to the doctor to find that he has a blister on his eardrum. Cue apology from mom for when earlier that morning I tried everything from bribes to “firm voice” … More Earrache

Heavy

As a result from feeling the burden of something that should have felt light, I stopped writing in the fall. My hiatus was purposeful and deeply restorative, but I cannot say I am not excited to be back tapping at the keys! Read on… … More Heavy

Fear

I have run into a few scenarios of late that have evoked a chest-tightening anxiousness that is both uninvited and perplexingly incapacitating. Fear. The kind of fear that no logic dissipates, that no prayer removes, that no simple choice solves. In fact, the presence of fear and God”s “apparent” inactivity to just make it leave … More Fear

A Long View

So, the night we got to {surprise!} invade Disney World at the Young Life All Staff Conference, I had the sweetest revelation. Five thousand young life staff {and a handful of nursing babes – hello Finn} were running about, hopping on rides with no lines, grabbing free turkey legs and devouring ice cream shaped like Mickey on … More A Long View

Mailbox

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

Life for Life

Talking with a dear friend today, I was given the sweetest perspective on the life I am housing. She is wise and wonderful and asked me how I was processing this new one in light of what we have walked through these past months… She proceeded to share of her own story, of how she … More Life for Life

I hate you.

My two year old, Wesley, is hilarious; destructively, stubbornly, illogically, curiously, maddeningly adorably hilarious. Given, most 2 year olds are hilarious with a good dose of perspective. But today as we were driving along in my rockin’ minivan, I glanced in my rearview mirror at Wesley, and with a huge grin on his face and with his cute little … More I hate you.

Flooded

It’s the only word I have to describe today. Flooded.  After processing last night through my fingers and posting this in the wee hours of the morning, I could never have anticipated what would come of it today… I admit, when you have 3 little men 7,4 and 2, there is not really time to be … More Flooded