My grandmom is turning 80 years old today. I was asked to choose a few words to best describe my grandmother. I’ve thought about it all week. I’ve dealt with head-pounding, finger-tightening writers block for which there is no pill, no cure. How do you take 80 years (or in her case, “Turning 29 for…
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Beauty and Frenzy
Sometimes I feel so ugly. My feelings of ugliness have nothing to do with my wardrobe they have everything to do with my spirit. I did not have the best week last week. I worked some extra hours and had lots of evening commitments. I was tired. I was spent. I was grouchy. I was…
On The Record
My dad has to watch what he says around me. He knows it too. Last time I was home he asked me if everything he said was “on the record” or if he could speak freely not fearing that he’d find his offhanded thoughts published for the world (or at least thirty subscribers) to read!…
Pillows and Home
This is not just any pillow. It represents my family. First, it pictorally represents Florida. Where we have lived nearly all our lives. Our hearts reside here, in our favorite, sunny, warm, oddly-shaped state. Gator colors show our school pride where three alums, (and maybe a fourth!) proudly sang “We are the boys.” The heart…
One Month In…
I’m certain that my brain is more wrinkled than it was a month ago. Today I celebrate my One-Month-a-Versary at my new job. I worked in Neuro rehabilitation for six years. I had a rhythm, a routine. In short, I was a rock-u-pational therapist. But now with the kids, and especially with the babies, everything…
A Poet and a Warrior
It’s Father’s Day. That’s more than just a statement, it’s an intentional drawing of attention! I’ve always felt a little uneasy seeing that in our culture Mother’s Day gets all the hype and hooplah, while Father’s Day slides past under-advertised. I don’t know exactly why that is. Is it just that Mother’s Day comes first…
Know Why You “No”
I hate saying no. I really stink at it. I detest feeling like I’ve let others down. I have to work myself up to near-frenzy to get the words out and I typically feel remorse about it afterward as if I’m single handedly crushing someone’s spirit through my negative reply. I struggle with this. It’s…
The Alaskan Allure
“I think he’d make a great spouse for someone… I just dont’ know who.” “Why do the awkward ones always have the most confidence?” “Where do you go to meet single boys? Where are they hiding?” These are all conversations I’ve had over the past week. I have a number of single girlfriends (we need…
Lessons from a Fallow Field
“For six years you shall sow your land and gather in its yield, but the seventh year you shall let it rest and lie fallow…” Exodus 23:10-11a Moanings from a Fallow Field: Dear Heavenly Farmer, My nutrients have been spent. I’ve fed a family, clothed a village, provided for so many, given freely of all…
Grant Perseverance
This is Grant Perseverance. But we like to call him Percy! He is a chunky, playful, ovary-twitching-inducing ball of fun! I got to visit with him and his family a few weeks ago. He holds a special place in my heart because, although he’s just turning one today, I’ve prayed for him for much, much…