At the hem of day, When Daylight hides its face And a cacophony of Cicadas and Katydids Take over the soundtrack of Commuters and car horns and Playing children, My last cup of decaf and I sit, and Talk over the day. It is in this moment, with the last Reds and oranges still Walking… Continue reading End Credits
Life has its dips and straights. Sometimes Summer feels more like Spring, sometimes Spring feels more like Winter. Sometimes the road is paved with love and laughter; sometimes it is washed out by torrents of tears. When I look back over my life I've always known what is right and what is wrong. And I've… Continue reading Unanticipated
Do you remember getting your first cell phone? Somewhere between the pinnacle of second-generation (2G - GSM) mobile phones and the advent of third-generation(3G - CDMA) mobile technology, I got one of my first cell phones. I was 27 years old. It was a ruse from the start. It was around the end of 2002… Continue reading What the Text?
I remember it was on a day like this one - dreary, bleak, and wonderful. The rain started and stopped, but mostly fell steadily just past my fingertips against the front window. The kids were at school and I was supposed to be grading papers, but I couldn't. My mind was stayed on one student… Continue reading Who Inspires You? (for Caro)
A new dad waiting for his first baby to be born understands the value of a minute. A new dad hearing that baby's first cry understands the value of a moment. Lately I've been pondering the difference between minutes and moments. I don't know about at your house, but at my house we seem to… Continue reading Minutes or Moments?
What is This? You're sitting there, tears falling over freshly dried tears, wondering how on earth you got to this place. Whatever your this is, it feels like hell. It feels like nothing is ever going to be right again. Maybe you've done everything right. Maybe you've done everything wrong. I've been on both sides… Continue reading Startled – What is This?
It would make good sense for me to begin a book on navigating life post-divorce with the story of my ex-husband's infidelity. But how could I possibly write that without first telling you that I have been the "other woman" - twice?
Yesterday my son taught me yet another valuable lesson. We were sitting quietly on a hill yesterday afternoon waiting for the fireworks to begin. Just the two of us. Out of the blue he said, "Mom, next time lets bring a football." I'd been lost somewhere in my own thoughts and this brought me back… Continue reading Just Get in the Game
So this is what freedom feels like - it feels like the grand finale at the fireworks show in my heart tonight.
I know what's in my mind - fear. I also know what kind of God I serve and what he has promised me. And I'm still gonna stand on his promise.