a life of imperfection in the messy middle
There’s a phrase that’s popular these days, or maybe it was trending a few months ago and I’m just behind the times. Anyway, in an effort to keep up my youthful persona, I’m using it here: So, I did a thing. That’s it. That’s the phrase. Isn’t it oddly curious? Well, I think it is,… Continue reading the final frontier – Part 1
For whatever reason, the word, wait carries a pretty negative connotation for me. Waiting in line at the post office, waiting for bloodwork results, waiting to hear back after an interview, waiting for the kids to get home (especially after they begin driving independently.) Waiting feels… uncomfortable, maybe. It’s that stretch of in-between where the next step is just enough out of my control… Continue reading wait.
It was in December of 2011 that I witnessed a terrible crash. I was at home, so it wasn’t the traditional fender-bender that you might see at a stoplight, nor was it a tractor-trailer pile-up on the interstate. In fact, there was no monetary damage done and not a sound was made upon impact. But… Continue reading the stockings don’t match
‘Twas the week of Thanksgiving, and all through our house, We were so very thankful- Joe just caught the mouse! With a turkey in the freezer righ t next to the deer, Waiting for family- love when they’re here. The children were nestled in four different places, While visions of school exams whitened… Continue reading ’twas the week of Thanksgiving
Out of the Dust is a line from Beautiful Things by Gungor. All this pain I wonder if I'll ever find my way I wonder if my life could really change, at all All this earth Could all that is lost ever be found? Could a garden come out from this ground, at all? You make… Continue reading why out of the dust?
A chance encounter with a random stranger birthed a deep affinity for Rae Dunn pottery last spring. It started innocently enough with a cute little platter but quickly spiraled into an obsession including but not limited to, multiple trips to TJ Maxx. In three different cities. In two states. In the same day. (More often than… Continue reading you’ve got this
Several months back, I listened to a podcast by Louie Giglio titled, The Dash. (I just looked it up and it was actually from September, 2014. So it was longer than a "few" months, but you get the idea.) Anyway, the general gist of his message was that at the end of our time on… Continue reading the messy middle
out of the dust 