Days of Grace

Days of Grace

Some nights it’s all I can do to make it downstairs before I cry. Some days are so much longer than my patience…so much tougher than my spirit…so much harder than I dreamed. Sometimes I can’t bear the thought of another day, let alone...
My Little Piece of the Puzzle

My Little Piece of the Puzzle

I mentioned recently that I’m starting some new blogging endeavors, and said that I would tell you more about that soon. It’s all still kind of gelling together in my mind, and I’m still not exactly certain where I’m going or what I’m...
When We Watch Each Other

When We Watch Each Other

She looked particularly cute that morning – more grown up somehow than the day before, even – and I wanted a quick picture before we got into the car to head to school. As she leaned over on the kitchen counter to begrudgingly humor my request, she smiled...
The Coming Kingdom

The Coming Kingdom

Last night, too late in the evening, before I turned off the light to go to sleep, I checked Facebook. I It’s a bad habit that I try not to indulge, but last night I found myself perusing my newsfeed and notifications. As I did so, I was reminded of one reason...
With Fear and Trembling

With Fear and Trembling

My daughter loves the old Looney Tunes cartoons. She first saw them at her Grandma’s house, and excitedly told me all about Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck as if they were brand new to her generation. Her latest Looney discoveries are Wile E. Coyote and the...
Smack Dab in the Thick of Things

Smack Dab in the Thick of Things

Ten years ago today, I spent my morning quietly trying to pass the time. I hadn’t slept much, having slept on my parents’  couch and woken up at least a dozen times overnight in anticipation and excitement. I wrote a letter to my fiancé (like, an actual...

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