another tuesday gift

A thousand words aren’t nearly enough to tell you what this picture means to me. I know it looks like a sweaty, watered-down pink lemonade and a blurry salad, but to me it means 10 years worth of summers on Hilton Head Island. So even though my head has leftover...

summer fiction

A few weeks ago, The Man and I took the kids up to Blowing Rock for the weekend just because. We don’t take many just because trips, so that makes it special. I left the laptop at home and ate lots of ice cream and did lots of swinging with my shoes off. And? I...

labor and spin

Oh, to be a bird of the air or flower of the field with no capacity to labor or spin. They simply live and move in the midst of their Creator, they grow and build and do as they were made to do. But I have choices to make and a will to contend with. Standing at the...

eight years later

Today, we celebrate grace and forgiveness and watching movies on the couch. We celebrate what was before, when life together was new and all about us. We celebrate what is now, with kids and blurry days of task and sit-down dinners and one-more-story. And we celebrate...