Ballast and Buoyancy

Ballast and Buoyancy

Weight. Gravity. Burdens. I sit on the paper sheet at the surgeon’s office. Awaiting feedback on my healing. Awaiting x-ray confirmation or concern. Awaiting a plan. I fell the day I moved into my new home and broke my foot. But the break, and associated ligament tear, was subtle and missed by doctors.The weight, force,…

Astronaut Training

Astronaut Training

All my life, I’ve been fascinated with space. The vastness, the mystery, the complexity. If I could attend space camp as an adult, I would sign up tomorrow. I keep track of launches. I do space themed marathons just for the bling. I can nerd out about planets with my little friends — the only…

I Gave up Walking for Lent

I Gave up Walking for Lent

It’s true. I gave up walking for Lent. Not intentionally, but it just so happens that between surgery dates and follow up dates, I will not bear any weight on my left foot for the entirety of Lent this year. Lent, the forty days before Easter, is traditionally a time of self-sacrifice, self-control, self-denial, and…

Half Way There

Half Way There

Bon Jovi has been running through my head a lot lately. Specifically this song: Woah, we’re half way there /Woah, livin’ on a prayer Take my hand, we’ll make it I swear /Woah, livin’ on a prayer. I now present to you the song by Bon Jovi, (featuring Kelly’s annotated notes): Woah, we’re half way…

Supposed To Be…

Supposed To Be…

I’ve said the phrase, “Well, I was supposed to be…” a lot lately. I was supposed to be healthy, two-legged, and whole. I was supposed to be working on this cool project at work. I was supposed to be writing a book. I was supposed to be financially secure. I was supposed to feel hopeful…

The Mother of Invention

The Mother of Invention

You’ve heard it said that necessity is the mother of invention. It is true! Having many newly acquired needs post surgery has increased my need for inventive and creative solutions. However, my family has also learned some new skills with me, as the mother (and father and brother) of invention. Life is hard. I’m unable…

The Dark Night of the Sole

The Dark Night of the Sole

I have a touch of the dramatic in me. As I anticipated what it would feel like to have foot reconstructive surgery and be restricted in my activities for months, I began to call it “The Dark Night of the Sole.” In this season, I will be challenged and stretched. In this season, I will…

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.