Between 1988 and 1993 my life exploded. I married a dark-haired boy and welcomed three babies into the world (not necessarily in that order). Through all the years of turmoil and change that followed, one simple fact was a constant, there were five of us. We were too big for lots of cars, the price of everything was times five, there were more kids than adults, but the answer to how many… was always five at our table.Continue reading “How many for dinner…”
Most families we know are gathering around the table today. As I write this, last minute preparations are being made, check lists are being marked off, and dashes to the store for a forgotten ingredient are underway. For my family, Thanksgiving falls on a workday. As we do, we made the holiday adjust to our reality and celebrated last weekend. We gathered and feasted and enjoyed one another. Today, we will finish the last of the turkey soup. Continue reading “Thanksgiving…”
In our first home, I planted sunflowers, marigolds, radishes, and sweet peas, and spent long days in the dirt, listening to the children play in the back yard. I weathered black flies, mosquitos, and dirty fingernails and returned to the house better after my time working in the dirt. Over the years, I’ve planted herb gardens, lettuce, and fresh veggies just steps from my kitchen. I’ve also tended flower beds with lush plantings of perennials and hardy shrubs. There is something about the process of bending low, smelling the earth, and touching it with my hands that is both soothing and satisfying. Every spring, I decide again to be a gardener. Continue reading “Garden musings…”
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…”
I am most often found dangling from the screaming edge. I pack too many things into my days, take on too much responsibility, and have a difficult time saying no. This often leaves me with too much need and not enough me. Last night as we crawled into bed, I listed off the things waiting for us on Saturday. As I reached the end of the list, Keith groaned. I felt it too. Continue reading “Respecting the edge…”
My friend Kathy is a car girl. She meticulously cares for and maintains her car. Even when the kids were young, she made sure that all the oil changes, tune ups, and tire rotations were scheduled and attended to. Even in the depth of winter, it wasn’t unusual to pull up in front of her house and find her cleaning out the evidence of children in her minivan. Me, not so much. Continue reading “A clean car…”
He pulled up in the driveway, unannounced. His hair is grayer now, and his walk is stiff, but I remember when he was young…When we were young together. Our lives have taken many turns over the years, but I am always happy to catch up, to keep up with this old friend. Continue reading “An old friend…”
I’ve never been much of a morning person. I love the evening. The quiet after the day always brought me joy. But then children. They upended my routines and my life in so many ways. I held on to the evening for many years… the after bedtime hours were sacred at my house. Finally though, I had to choose between staying up after them or being up before them. I couldn’t do both. Morning and I have become friends. Continue reading “Morning coffee…”
As the winds blowing through my life have calmed over the last couple of weeks, I’ve settled into some new routines. I am stunned to realize how tired, bone tired, I am. I could probably sleep for a month, but I’m of a certain age, and I don’t really sleep that well anymore… Continue reading “Gently now…”
A little over a month ago, our lives took a scary turn. The doctor’s early morning phone call, a blockage, multiple visits to the specialist, and some ill-advised You Tube videos caused a sharp inhale.
- We walked through those days, focused on the things that matter. Family. Friends. Faith.
- We celebrated love and new life, through clenched teeth. But we savored all the moments. We. Took. Nothing. For. Granted.
- We clung tightly to one another, and life came into focus. Love. Conquers.