Grief. At the beginning, it’s hard. It’s suffocating, tangible, and thick. It invades every area of your life. It changes the core of who you are. It crushes everything that you thought you knew and it takes you to places that are dark and deep and scary. It leaves you asking, “How can I possibly… Continue reading A Decade
This post is hard for me. It’s hard for a multitude of reasons. But I need to share, I need to be vulnerable, and I need to humble myself. So here it goes. For the past 13 years, I have struggled significantly with my weight. 4 babies in 5 1/2 years, breastfeeding for most of… Continue reading Less Food, More Jesus, and Grace Most of All
Ugh. This is something that comes out of my mouth quite frequently. I don’t even recognize that I say it. But I do. A lot. It’s funny how the Holy Spirit can take something as simple as “Ugh” and convict you of your sin. Luke 12:33-37 “Either make the tree good and its fruit good,… Continue reading Ugh
Over the past year, Shane began a new job. At first, we hoped his new position would provide a needed break for our family- better pay, better hours- and for a time, it did. But it quickly spiraled out of control. Hours were long. The money was good, but it didn’t compensate for the amount… Continue reading The Season is OVER.
A year or so ago, Luke came galloping down the steps. He could not wait to introduce us to his newest stuffed anmial. Enter: Hookers, the Horse. Luke’s exact words to us were, “This is Hookers. And I like to slap him in the face!” Wait…what?! It’s true, folks. Hookers the horse is real. And… Continue reading Hookers…the Horse
Is this a safe space to make a confession? Can you promise not to judge me if I tell you a secret from deep within my soul? I really feel like I need to get this off my chest. Here goes nothing…. I….. Am….. A….. Mirfanda….. Whew…that feels good….I LOVE Miranda sings. Hannah, my 11… Continue reading Can I Make a Confession?
It’s been years since I’ve blogged. I’ve really blogged most of my adult life, starting first on Xanga (do I have any fellow Xangan’s up in here?!), and then over on blogspot. After Joshua (our 3rd child) died, (you can read about his life HERE) I blogged for another few years, but after a while,… Continue reading Writing. Good for my soul.