Baby shower…

I didn’t have a baby shower before my first child was born. My family helped me pull together the pieces I would need for a nursery, and I brought my girl home to my mother’s house. I made it through those first days of motherhood surrounded by my mom, dad, and sister. Soon Grandmas were there to help as well. When that baby cried, a whole team responded. Continue reading “Baby shower…”

Friday nights…

We’ve never really been party people. Keith and I live far too near the end of the introvert scale to ever be able to handle the bar scene (far too noisy) or dance places (too much everything), or really any crowds. Besides, we had kids too early to have either the money or the time for such shenanigans. Over the years, Keith’s schedule has challenged even the notion of Friday nights. When other folks were ending their 40 hour week, Keith often began his on Friday and ended it on Sunday. Continue reading “Friday nights…”

Roast chicken…

I’m a pretty good cook, even if I do say so myself. It’s been a long hard road to get to a good place in the kitchen. When Keith and I first got married we lived upstairs in a two family home. After a long day of work, he would open the door at the bottom of the stairs and be greeted by the smell of roast beef or chicken, spaghetti, or other delectable meals. Then he walked up the stairs to our apartment, where I placed fish sticks and macaroni and cheese on the table. Continue reading “Roast chicken…”

Fresh herbs…

One of the best things about summer in New England is my herb garden. I began growing herbs long before I knew what to do with them, I wanted to be a person who cooked with herbs. Just to be clear, I also wanted to be a person who sipped herbal tea and loved wine. I am nothing if not a goal setter. Continue reading “Fresh herbs…”

Learning curve…

So, starting all over again is hard. I’m learning how to do new things. A lot of them. This week it feels like everything is new. And difficult. It’s hard to go from being an expert, the one who trains others, to the new kid learning what everyone else already knows. I don’t really like it.  Continue reading “Learning curve…”

Wind Swept Farm…

For years I’ve been trying to get myself together enough to go pick out a tree at one of those “you pick” places. It’s not quite the same as trudging through the mountains back home, but it’s close enough. Today, it was Kaitlyn’s plan to choose two trees and mine to find just the right tall skinny tree to sit in the corner of my great room. Continue reading “Wind Swept Farm…”

Rest…

Our small group has committed to practicing Sabbath Rest. We’ve decided to practice the discipline of rest in an effort to honor the God who made us and try to find the unforced rhythms of grace the Bible promises. On a weekly basis, we try to pause. To unclutter our lives and just rest. Continue reading “Rest…”

Revision…

Right now, my whole life is in a state of revision. If I’m honest, this process began a few years ago. When my kids were teens, we envisioned a future where I started school and moved toward a career. The plan was to taper up my time away from home until they were gone. It would allow me a chance to grow as they grew, to intentionally fill the emptiness left in their wake with meaningful work. Continue reading “Revision…”

The real deal…

Tonight we gathered for family dinner. In my imagination, this is a time of bonding and genteel conversation. For a moment this afternoon, I thought maybe we could watch the debate. Maybe discuss national politics with rational, calm voices. Or maybe talk about international issues, or conflict areas. Although I’d love to spend time with the family in my imagination, they did not attend our family dinner. Continue reading “The real deal…”