Ful of Wonder
Each year, I like to write about some theme from the year and this year has had some exceptional moments of wonder: a solar eclipse, the northern lights (twice!), and a comet not seen since the days of cavemen. These Read More
Gratitude Not Guilt
White privilege. Catholic guilt. For me, the feelings that these two phrases bring forth are very similar. I have no problem, whatsoever, admitting that I participate in racist systems and structures. In fact, it makes complete sense to me that Read More
Over the…Beautiful Mountain
Is this what turning 40 feels like or should I be concerned? The doctor laughed and said, “you’re doing fine.” I trace a finger over the scars that bore my babies The one made by the one we lost is Read More
Full of Grace
I have always wanted to be a mother. I didn’t play with dolls that often, that I remember at least, but I do remember always seeking out the babies and young kids. I just wanted to hold them, even when Read More
To Every Thing…
I love the seasons. It is hard for me to pick a favorite. Maybe because I tend to be a positive person or maybe because I am so indecisive, but I just really love the good things about each season, Read More
The Communityless
I think I’ve mentioned in other blog posts that I grew up in a small town. The population was around 3,000 and there were no other bigger towns close by. We actually had to cross state lines and drive 30 Read More
Reach Out and Touch Someone
Touch and quality time are, without a doubt, my top two love languages. I watch my kids, and especially my son, who still haven’t learned certain social norms around touch and affection, just cling to people, jumping on them, hugging Read More
Open Hands
As I reflected on this past year, thinking about any particular themes that were most apparent, one lesson stood out among the rest. Surrender. The image of having open hands came to my mind. Building a house and fostering our Read More
Wide Open Spaces
“She needs wide open spaces, room to make her big mistakes,” I would belt out along with The Chicks in my late teen/early twenties. In nature, I still need those wide open spaces- looking up at the stars, gazing at Read More