Category: Growing up

timshel

Thou Mayest… Freewill… This brings SO many thoughts and feelings to my mind. My tatoo For a long time now, my youngest sons – twins, Caleb and Aaron – and I have been talking about getting coordinating tattoos. We discussed getting matching tatts, but…

Love Covers

  Proverbs 10:12 Hatred stirs up conflict, but love covers over all wrongs. I just lean into this on the regular so as not to drown in mommy-guilt. I’ve been giving this parenting thing a bunch of thought lately.  Okay, I’ve been giving it…

One for the Books

Well, it’s over.  The food has been consumed.  The gifts have been opened, the wrapping paper collected, the dishes washed (for the eighth time), and the memories have been made.  This was one of the good ones. Here’s what I LOVED about our family…

Daddy’s Girl

When I was a child, even before starting school, I can remember knowing that I wasn’t someone who people thought of as a nice, polite little girlie-girl.  My mother, on the regular, would bend down next to my ear when I was in “public” …

Insanity…

Today I posted this on my fb page: It’s okay to say enough is enough and not be shamed out of it to make it “easier” for others. John 5:1-14 I was talking to myself.  I was standing for my Honey.  I was reaching…

In This House…

Last Christmas our son and daughter-in-love gave us the most beautiful painting.  We hung it on our kitchen wall with lovey-tears in our eyes.  We had just painted the walls apple green and we couldn’t believe how well the painting coordinated with our new…

Shrinks, Insanity, and Calling in my Markers

I’ve been seeing a counselor.  She’s a 12-step girl, so she speaks my language and she is all about keeping it real.  She doesn’t let me gloss over or avoid the uncomfortable stuff.  I feel exhausted every time I leave her office.  I also…

Forgiving that little brat…

I find that whenever I write about my childhood or almost anytime before I was a “grownup,” I have a tendency to apologize for who I used to be, almost as if I was her just yesterday.  I still feel HUGE shame for the person I…

Satan, Bush and Being 9

This is not my story. I am telling it for someone else. I used to love to visit my grandparents – both sets of them!  My mother’s parents lived in a big house and my grandma would almost always take me shopping when I…

H2O

42 pounds…  That’s approximately what a 5 gallon bottle of water weighs.  I had back surgery several years ago and I am 50 years old now, so I rarely fill our bottles for home because my sons and husband don’t really allow it.  Yesterday, I was…

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