She always looks at herself in the mirror differently than I ever did. I catch her every now and then, gazing at the mirror, practicing different smiles and ways of holding her shoulders back with her head up and a smirk of pride crosses her lips. A smirk of pride crosses Brennan’s face when she … [Read more...] about you are already amazing
The thing is, love is just so big and wide and deep. Love was there in the silence as nothingness swirled in the mist and love was the first word spoken over it all and love is the banner over us and love never left and love is what came down to show us what love looks like with flesh on. Love … [Read more...] about hey girls? love is big enough.
When I’m being honest, I don’t know how to do this. The lights hang outside and the star sits atop the tree and childlike wonder dances through our very house and we talk about the birth of peace itself yet I still just can’t even. It’s too much, as Ellie says when I ask her to clean up. It’s … [Read more...] about if your advent aches
I sit on the front porch, relishing the North Carolina green that surrounds me, magnolia trees beginning to show off with blooms up and down, the morning air still crisp from a rain the night before. The girls are noisy rowdy in front of me, wrestling over sidewalk chalk, lost within a world of … [Read more...] about finding hope in the hard
Mama, I see your owie. We're sitting in the van, her seat right behind mine. My cancer scar sits just above the neckline of my shirts, so if my hair is up in a top knot (every single day) my scar is right there, uncovered. As she's sitting behind me and I adjust positions, she notices … [Read more...] about the scar
Sometimes it feels like it's one thing after another after another. It can be the big things like the diagnosis, the job, the isolation, the unpredictable future. And it can be the ordinary things like the raising of babies, the alarm in the morning, the same conversation yet … [Read more...] about a prayer for the weary