Can’t wait, Not yet.

I once heard it said that we raise our children up to actually send them out. The intention of raising kids is to someday let them go. All that time and effort and investment, all that love and devotion, all that protecting and hosting and raising them up here in our homes, is all just … Continue reading Can’t wait, Not yet.

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A love letter to 2017.

  Dear 2017, I pray this letter finds you well. Kinda. Sorta. Not really. You see, you have been a big skim-board to the shin. An unpleasant, unexpected, cringe-worthy sting to what was supposed to be a pleasant walk along the ocean. Sure, maybe a lot of it was my own doing. I wasn't paying … Continue reading A love letter to 2017.

A year of parenthood. A year of grace. Lots and lots of grace.

A year ago today, Brooks was twenty-eight days old.  I was twenty-eight days into motherhood.  Twenty-eight days into the biggest change of my life.  Twenty-eight days into a life of unpredictability, heart-wrenching emotion and exuberant joy.   Twenty-eight days.  Brooks was so little.  Everything was so new.  I was so lost. Postpartum depression, sleep deprivation … Continue reading A year of parenthood. A year of grace. Lots and lots of grace.

Does everything really happen for a reason?

A couple of weeks ago while driving my normal route to work, in an area I don't spend too much time in except to cut through to the highway, a detour was placed on the exact roads I needed to take to get to that highway.  Furthermore, this detour was taking place in an already congested area, … Continue reading Does everything really happen for a reason?