Liminal Whimsy

Liminal Whimsy

I wrote on the very last page of my journal today. A beautiful stained glass design adorns the outside of this journal containing record of tears and triumphs. This journal that has accompanied and chronicled a year of my life. 2023- full of ovaryactions and changes in my body and my heart. A time when…

Through

Through

Through has become my favorite and least favorite of all the prepositions. It also represented my 2023 better than any other word I’ve found. I choose two words each year. One on January 1st for the upcoming year as a hope for the blank year ahead, and one on December 31 as a reflection of…

Adventures in Babysitting

Adventures in Babysitting

Most of my babysitting years are behind me. I no longer rely on such skills as my primary source of income. In fact, this week I offered my childcare services for free. But it is good to know that the adventure still awaits… Last week I was asked to stay with a friend’s kids while…

Three is a Magic Number

Three is a Magic Number

Three is a magic number. School House Rock taught me that. Dr. John Frame taught me that. But more importantly, the Bible taught me that! It seems that important things often come in threes. Not as a ranking of 1, 2, and 3, but as a union of three different, yet equally important things.  The…

The Daily Slog

The Daily Slog

I’ve decided slog is one of my new favorite words. It describes life better than most as it brings the imagery of sludge, drudgery, challenges, and weights. That’s life. That’s not all life is, but it certainly includes a large amount of slog. But acknowledging the slog helps me stay in the madness and not…

Homeowner Hazing

Homeowner Hazing

I went into this endeavor called home ownership thinking that I would have a restful haven that would occasionally give me grief, but predominantly would be welcoming, homey, and predictable. It could not have been further from the truth. Instead I have experienced homeowner hazing of the worst kind. I have replaced or repaired more…

Flowers and Concrete

Flowers and Concrete

I do a lot of research in life. I have a decade of graduate school under my belt and it comes naturally to me to research deeply whenever I have a problem to solve or an issue to investigate. I love data. But data also betrays me. I worried about many, many layers of the…

Home Safety?

Home Safety?

Laughter is letting go if even just for a moment and believing in better things. Laughter is a bubbly, effervescent form of hope. Laughter can be defiant of one’s current circumstances and a confidence that they can change. Laughter can demonstrate that no matter how dark the night is, that the dawn is coming, and joy comes in the morning (Psalm 30:5). I laugh not because all is well right now, but because all will be well.