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In polite company…
She called and asked questions about what I believed and why. She listened to understand, not to argue. When we were finished talking, neither of us changed our views but we did know each other better. I wish we could do more of that.
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Empty bedrooms…
I am grateful for all of it, the laughter and the tears, the ordinary days that blur into the background and the sharp ones that break through in memory. I am grateful for the quirky things that come from being family.
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Every damn day…
I am so glad I did. I feared that I would run out of things to say, or that no one would read. I didn’t want to make the commitment to every damn day, because I didn’t want to fail.
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Life is messy….
When people don’t like me, I take it personally. This is foolish. I need to let folks make their own decision about me. If I’m honest, I am an acquired taste.
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Inspiration for today
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Dinner out…
Although I have known them longest, that doesn’t automatically allow me entrance into their lives. I know I have to listen, and learn who they are becoming.
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When it's hard…
Sometimes living in community can be very hard. This is the other side of the same coin. The very people who allow us in our lives to love and support them, also allow us close enough to hurt them.
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What is real?
“What is REAL?” the Velveteen Rabbit asked the Skin Horse one day. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?” Share this...FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedin
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Pajama day…
When my husband came home from work last night, he found me in a pajama day fog. I’d done nothing productive and was barely coherent after ten episodes of the Gilmore Girls. Share this...FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedin
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Growing up…
We will remember the crazy things the boys did growing up, and we will stand in wonder at the men they have become. We will share a meal, dance and laugh, but I will still miss the littler boys.