Repurpose I have been into repurposing a lot lately. It is even a Board on my Pinterest, so you know I am serious about it. I have repurposed many things in my home, finding useful ways to redefine something's original purpose, breathing life back into it and allowing it a role to play rather than … Continue reading Repurpose.
It’s Personal.
I wish I was better at retaining facts. I wish I was better at entering into those complex conversations where I could defend my point of view, factually, until the death. But I can't. I can tell stories. So, that is what I am going to do. And it is related to the debate on … Continue reading It’s Personal.
I Will Not Turn My Back.
Pregnant with her fourth, Mama and her three children under the age of five were found sleeping on the grass outside of Denny's. Through a series of benevolent and authentic followers of Jesus, Mama and her babies ended up at "Brother Tito's" (name changed) home - a home that has unexpectedly become a refuge for … Continue reading I Will Not Turn My Back.
The Book.
I can't wait to read The Book while on vacation. The Book is currently resting on my bedside table. And it is real. Velveteen Rabbit real. Pages waiting to be crinkled, perhaps even potentially spilled on. That scent. How does one define the scent of a new book? Hope? Adventure? There is even a sound. … Continue reading The Book.
There’s No Fault in My Scars
I know exactly how it happened. It was a couple weeks after the birth of my daughter, and the trauma therein (including a MedFlight) had led to a pulmonary embolism. I was put on warfarin, a blood thinner, for a year. Tucked under my left knee, is this beautiful array of shades of blue and … Continue reading There’s No Fault in My Scars
Do All Things With Love.
If you were to ask what her secret was to her phenomenal cooking, her response would inevitably be:: "I cook each and every thing with Love." Babička Eva grew up in the beautiful agrarian town of Opočno, in Moravia, near to the Polish border. Her parents built the very house she lived in with … Continue reading Do All Things With Love.
June 20th and the Absurd.
"You look like Nicole Kidman" "I am sorry, what?" "You really look like Nicole Kidman", she said to me. "Um, okay", I replied. This was said to me at the MOST inappropriate moment ever. Absurd. I had just finished watching both my husband and my daughter wheeled through their respective, ominous O.R. double doors. I … Continue reading June 20th and the Absurd.
I’m So Glad I Have Boys
A few weeks ago, I took my two daughters to a medical practice for something routine. My eldest, always at the ready to greet anyone with a smile and a hug, produced both to those willing to receive them. My youngest, however, responded to the offer of physical contact, by turning her body away from … Continue reading I’m So Glad I Have Boys
God is Not Done with You Yet.
Maybe it is just the time in life. Maybe it is the stage of life that I am in. Regardless, there are many people in my village right now whose grief runs deep and wide. And unlike a Lifetime movie, it is jagged and rough. It is costly and relentless. It takes its toll … Continue reading God is Not Done with You Yet.
In the Shadows
I was awakened by the noise. Living in a new flat, it is just a given that a cacophony would welcome us to the neighborhood. It was a warm California evening. The bedroom window was open in order to enjoy the ebb and flow of the coastal breeze. The noise was not necessarily a startling … Continue reading In the Shadows
Raindrops & Rivers 