A Piece of Home Again

I will be flat out lying if I said my boys, just two years apart, get along all the time. Sometimes it’s a daily war over the littlest things. Part of it is that they are so different from each other. One goes fast, the other slow. One likes bold flavors… the other, nothing but vanilla. “I want a different brother!!!” … More A Piece of Home Again

Suffering Well

Ian MacLaren, a noted Scotsman, once said these wise words of counsel, “Be kind. Everyone you meet is carrying a heavy burden.” I think back to a time when I was going through a lot of suffering. It was a point in my life when I wanted to do so much, but I didn’t have enough strength to tie … More Suffering Well

Kindness Echoes

It’s a good thing to remember that not all beautiful stories are pretty. Several winters ago, I noticed our toilet was leaking. We tried to fix it ourselves, but soon realized we needed some professional help. Hector came highly recommended. I called his number, and though his wife (also his receptionist) told us he was booked, he came that same day. I opened the … More Kindness Echoes

Even Against the Darkest of Skies

The world seems to glow at Christmas, am I right? At what other time are there so many lights? Lights that frame our homes, storefronts, wrap our trees. Lately, as terror rises in the news and in our hearts, I am reminded of the true dark state of our world. Happy carols fill our nicely decorated homes, but this stark contrast remains – this is a broken … More Even Against the Darkest of Skies

To Write, to Breathe

This morning, the sun pierced through the blue fall sky, through the kitchen window and exposed the layer of dust on my computer keyboard. I haven’t touched it for months. Nearly six months. My fingers have been stiff and achy these days. Life has been full, a flurry of change and adventure. We moved to Texas and have … More To Write, to Breathe

Fearlessly Beautiful

“Am I beautiful, Mommy?” my almost five year old asks. She spins in a second-hand, slightly faded dress. Her hair’s a bit of a tangled nest from just waking up, and her sash is untied, hanging loose around her. She is young, but already soaking in so much of the world around her. Maybe too much. I think, how? How in … More Fearlessly Beautiful