16 06, 2017

When the Trampoline Needs Untangling

By |2019-09-09T14:04:24+00:00June 16th, 2017|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Deep into the wee hours one night, spring came ferociously roaring through our small town. It took our trampoline with it. Once the major threat of tornadoes had passed and the agonizing should we or shouldn’t we wake the kids up to hide in the almost-just-as-scary-as-a-tornado storm shelter decision had been made, there was only one thing I really prayed about: that silly trampoline. Lord, please spare it. He didn’t. We [...]

17 05, 2017

Back After Jack

By |2017-05-17T05:00:11+00:00May 17th, 2017|Uncategorized|16 Comments

Dear Friends, Are you still out there? I wouldn’t be surprised if you weren’t. I’ve been gone for entirely too long to expect you to hang around waiting on me. But, in case you did, here are my excuses for my absence: I taught at a writing conference in Florida in February. I prepared for it for at least 47 years and then didn’t sleep the entire time I was [...]

17 11, 2016

Fuzzy Heads, Cold Toes, and Why I’m Moving Into a Bunker

By |2016-11-17T06:29:51+00:00November 17th, 2016|Uncategorized|4 Comments

My sweet Christian is an unfortunately early, early bird—generally coming in our room about 5:45 in morning to ask if it’s time to get up—but today was like a weekend; he didn’t wander in until 6:15 or so. Still his fuzzy-headedness was irresistible, and I invited he and his Spider Man blanket and his ice-cold toes to join me in the bed. Christian,” I asked, “Do you know how much [...]

3 11, 2016

A Giveaway! And What I do NOT Look Like When I’m Sleeping

By |2016-11-03T05:00:59+00:00November 3rd, 2016|Uncategorized|51 Comments

How did they get this picture of me? Were yesterday a scene from a 1940’s black and white movie, I would have been the character sitting at her typewriter wadding up page after page of doomed story attempt and tossing them over my shoulder—mostly unsuccessfully—into a nearby trashcan. Everything I attempted to write for this week’s blog felt forced. Or pointless. Or over-opinionated. Like I was a walking [...]

12 10, 2016

Here We Go Again

By |2016-10-12T05:00:21+00:00October 12th, 2016|Uncategorized|12 Comments

Recently I overheard my sweet Hattie “reading” to herself in her bed. She was looking at one of Edy’s 2nd grade readers—a book far above her Kindergarten skill level—but no problem! She just made up the story as she went. She’d overheard Edy reading from that same book earlier, so she had a rough idea of the what it was about: a boy named Jimmy and science class. She read: [...]

1 09, 2016

Chickens, Car Lines, and the Utterly Unexpected

By |2016-09-01T05:04:45+00:00September 1st, 2016|Uncategorized|8 Comments

So if you live anywhere in my vicinity, you are aware of the infamous after-school car pickup line. If you're not, let me explain. You wait in a line of cars to pick up your kids after school. It is...not short. One day a week or two ago the stars aligned and God smiled and I was alone while I waited. (If the car line can ever be considered enjoyable, being [...]

21 07, 2016

A Call to Die (And a Chance to Meet Janet)

By |2016-07-21T05:00:23+00:00July 21st, 2016|Uncategorized|0 Comments

So that post title sounds a tad cryptic, but the call the die and the chance to meet Janet are not technically related, just part of the same blog post. And even if you don't read the call to die, please do mosey around my friend Janet's blog. She's just plain marvelous. And wise. And lovely. And one of my favorite people on this planet. I also love Janet [...]

5 07, 2016

Saying Dirty Wordys (Over at Heather’s today…)

By |2016-07-05T11:00:25+00:00July 5th, 2016|Uncategorized|0 Comments

In the spirit of busyness and summer, and long, hot days, I'm happy to do something a little different this week. I'm posting over on Heather's blog, Glimpses of Jesus, today. Heather is a sweet friend with the most gentle spirit I've ever known. Check out my post there this week and stop by her blog and look around while you're at it, please. She really is as lovely as she [...]

29 06, 2016

Baby dolls, Paint Jobs, and Six Measly Books

By |2016-06-29T05:00:16+00:00June 29th, 2016|Uncategorized|12 Comments

Sweet socks, eh? Years ago, I saved my allowance for a bath time baby doll. I must have been about nine, and I had to have that doll. The girls in the commercial with their strategically placed bubbles were having a blast with her; I would too. She came with robe, for relaxing after bath time; I would relax and wear my robe too. It would be amazing [...]

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