I ran out of peppermint cocoa this morning. Just like that. Not a single ounce to add to my morning coffee, nor console me that the fifth day of Pacific Northwest rain is not so terrible. My medically fragile daughter, recently diagnosed with anemia, is home today. It is "that time of the month" … Continue reading Draw Near
Truth. I have been thinking about this word a lot lately. Tell the truth. What is truth? What is my truth? Stay true to your truth. Over the past six months, I have been on my own journey of seeking truth. I have been researching the history of racism in this country. I have been … Continue reading Day 2. And 3.
The roots of a tree in our backyard. In January. Exposed. Battling the elements. The connectors between the fruit, the trunk, branch, and leaf. The exposed roots continue underground. You can't see them. The roots that seek out nourishment, sustaining the tree - in its entirety. The roots of the tree in our backyard. … Continue reading Exposed.
This week. Oh, my heart. Too much. Too much. Bombings and pain, displaced people, grief and loss, war and terror, fear. My husband was a Television and Radio major in college. He had a professor of media who has had a long and illustrious career in the industry. He shared with his class that the … Continue reading Fear Not.
Tomorrow, I am missing out on an event I had been looking forward to attending for MONTHS. My mom's non-profit, Wellspring, is hosting an intimate one day retreat led by Eugene Peterson. Eugene Peterson is a favorite author - one whose writing has resonated with me and has been an integral part of various stages … Continue reading Keep Your Mouth Shut! Silencing the Voice of Default.
Bella asked me tonight if I remembered the day of her birth. Boy, do I. I remember so many things, and yet, there is so much I do not remember. I remember the roads to the hospital - the route we took so many times. Too many times. I remember the look on my doctor's … Continue reading Remember.
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.
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.
The conversation continues - that ugly banter of "my right is so much more right than your right." It really is sickening, isn't it? And I find myself often asking, where does my heart lie as a woman of faith? Like so many, I grew up in the Church. And whereas I am able to say … Continue reading God Made Adam and Eve. And Steve.
She kneels before the chest, nostalgic. She knows it is time - time to let go - and yet, she is acutely aware of what she is releasing and what it means moving forward. She opens the chest and is overcome by the memories that come flooding in, so ingrained with the scent of cedar. By … Continue reading The Hope Chest