A guitar hangs on the wall. Its broken string testifies that it’s been awhile since anyone strummed it. The half-marathon medals still clang a little bit when the rocking chair hits them even though it’s been a couple of years since I’ve run at all, much less run a race that handed out a medal. …
The lighting of a spark
During the 20 years that I homeschooled, there are only 6 years that I taught all four of them. Does this surprise anyone else, or is it just me? Now for fifteen years of the total twenty, there were three or four kids at the house; it’s simply that all four were not always “in …
An Unexpected Christmas
December 2010 was a memorable one. My husband had been out of work for 5 months and we were still knee-deep into the season of ‘being-anxious-about-every-single-thing-we -purchased.’ Should I buy this bag of coffee? Do we need it? Isn’t coffee a luxury? Will I regret buying this later? The time had finally come to decide if we …
When that little kindness wasn’t little
Once upon a time a young dad and a young mom were busy changing diapers, folding laundry, picking up toys, reading books over and over again, and making meals for a four. a three, and a one-year-old. Occasionally they remembered that it had been just the two of them once. They knew it in their minds but …
Six Things I’ve Learned This Fall
After a three and a half year hiatus, I’m dusting my blog off by joining Emily P. Freeman’s Quarterly Link-up about ‘Things I’ve Learned.’ The encouragement is to reflect and observe one’s life as to gain the most from our experiences. Perhaps these musings will prompt reflections and observations you’ve gained in your own life. 1) …
Spring dared to return when everything else was canceled
Many of the blossoms of the tree have blown off and settled just beneath it. The white petals lie on the green grass yet some still cling to the branches. The wind is blowing and pink and purple flowers wave to gray skies. Even though there have been cancellations, isolations, and empty store shelves, Spring has …
Kindness Matters
Last Friday night, our family participated in a contra dance — or square dancing in a line. It’s fun because it involves everyone: young and old, experienced and newbie. When the dance is about to begin, the caller calls out to find a partner. My husband grabbed my hand for most of the night. Near …