The morning is quiet, simple, dark. I wake early, the 5:00 hour preferably, to be in the quiet, the simple, the dark. I arrive there, coffee cup in hand, laptop, well, in my lap, sitting in the still long before the day has any chance to go sideways on me. These are my moments, I tell myself, … [Read more...] about the inner workings of a marriage that’s real
encouragement
The Sacred Work of Not Giving Up
If you were to come over to my house right now, I would first hug your neck and then usher you all the way back to the couch- the white one because I like bright and airy things, but I’m no fool, we had that thing stain-treated before bringing it into a home full of children. We would cozy up on … [Read more...] about The Sacred Work of Not Giving Up
For the Brave and Extraordinary Ones We Serve Alongside, A Prayer for this Memorial Day
My doorbell rang the other day, 8:30 am. This is it, I immediately think, This is what I’m wearing when I find out he’s gone. It ended up being a neighborhood kid returning something her mama had borrowed the night before. /// He’s been traveling around the country- not ours, the one … [Read more...] about For the Brave and Extraordinary Ones We Serve Alongside, A Prayer for this Memorial Day
pictures of a marriage that stayed
{Is divorce everywhere for you? Sometimes it feels like it is for me. Why is that? I feel like so often, we are presented with images of either the picture perfect magazine cover marriages or those that end in failure. It’s never as simple as that though. Just look at us.} // Lane calls me … [Read more...] about pictures of a marriage that stayed
In which I tell my hard truth about anxiety so you can tell yours
I sit in the medical office, just a routine visit, I’m fine- really, and she begins to check off my medical history: Heart surgery: No; Smoke: No; Drink: Well, I do need a glass of wine every now and then because of the wild and crazy babies, does that count?; and on and on we go. “Any health … [Read more...] about In which I tell my hard truth about anxiety so you can tell yours
Sometimes Mothering Is Hard
I was already awake, but barely, when Brennan walked into my room at 1:00 in the morning last night. See, I had had a bad dream and was just beginning to talk myself down- it was after all just a dream, a silly dream, of course I didn’t lose my wedding rings. As dreams tend to go I don’t know why … [Read more...] about Sometimes Mothering Is Hard