Recent Ramblings

  • Muddy Shoes
    Muddy Shoes
    December 5, 2017 by
    I had to purchase 4 pairs of shoes for our darling son this month.  FOUR.  You see, he has recently discovered a magic fairy tale land down by our river, just steps from our house.  His commentary on this special place of retreat? “So Mom.  To get to our secret land you take the eternal path of joy.  It’s so beautiful and you can tame fairies along the way with fairy powder from the plants.  But you have to do par-core to get to Relaxation Island since it’s over the river.  That’s where my feet get super wet.  There’s also...
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  • Someday in Heaven
    Someday in Heaven
    November 30, 2017 by
    I was sitting in the 3rd row from the front at church, our regular spot.  Susie was talking about heaven in a context I can’t put my finger on, because I got lost in a whirlwind of color and textures surrounding my view of heaven as it relates to our family.  I allowed all the complexities that tie up my mind and my heart to fade into the rafters as I drew mental pictures of light and laughter and green grass and rolling hills of simplicity and unrestricted joy. I saw Ry running to and fro with a magic...
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  • Who Needs a Uterus Anyway?
    Who Needs a Uterus Anyway?
    October 12, 2017 by
    I had this little procedure done back in April where they removed my uterus and ovaries.  Ya know, a complete hysterectomy.  I’ve put off talking about it or sharing any of the intimate details because I wanted to allow my body time to process and heal and absorb its new reality.  It’s time.  I’ve healed, I’ve processed and I want all you ladies to hear a few key morsels of advice from the other side.  Note, this is advice from MY experience and it’s not going to be true for the rest of the female race. Not having my...
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  • Not Cray Cray, Just Highly Sensitive
    Not Cray Cray, Just Highly Sensitive
    September 11, 2017 by
    If I need to prepare food and my kitchen counter is taken hostage by darling 1st grade drawings, Lego ninja characters, oatmeal buggers, orange juice glasses, and Pokemon cards….watch out.  Mama loses her mojo.  Instantly.  Functioning becomes nearly impossible, at least functioning in a reasonable, pleasant manner.  That counter top becomes my number ONE priority and my heart rate soars to frantic measures.  ALL the things become frustrating as I’m tornadoing through my kitchen.  My husband finds tasks that need immediate attention on the other side of the house and the children, naive to the scenario, continue to be...
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