The kids have friends over this morning. Their day started with two smiling faces bouncing through the door and a gathering of girls at the counter, whisking waffle batter. I made my bed and went down to the basement to load laundry from our weekend… Read More
It’s the morning after Mother’s Day, and I am still so relaxed that I haven’t left my bed. I’ve edited a ton, but I haven’t dealt with the mess in my kitchen, or the laundry on my couch. I have a load that was left… Read More
There was a day last week when I flipped out on my children in a way that can only be described as a toddler-in-Target like tantrum. It was the parental equivalent of kicking and screaming and making large, sweeping, unreasonable, demands to an audience that had… Read More
It’s spring. It’s Holy Week. It’s the week I remember my water breaking on a Good Friday, seven years ago now, when Asher was born. It’s the last week before Vinnie starts his new job, in an entirely new field. We spent yesterday filling a… Read More
I don’t compare myself to others, I recently told a friend, honestly. I love community over competition. I like that we’re all different, but can all be great… but I’m brutal with myself. I have expectations, for myself, for my children, for the way our house should… Read More
Heavenly Father, thank you for today. Thank you for our family and friends and for the love that we all share… These are the words I remember being spoken over me, while I laid down to rest as a child. It’s how I remember my mother beginning her prayers,… Read More
Strong: adjective 1) having the power to move heavy weights or perform other difficult tasks 2) able to withstand great force or pressure I watched Wild last night. It’s the sort of wanderlust, go off somewhere by yourself for months on end and have a… Read More
We bought my wedding band at Zales, in the mall, another thing checked-off on the way to the alter. We were only kids. I had it soldered to my, equally inexpensive and simple, engagement ring, shortly after we were married, so that it would stop spinning… Read More
Do you ever want to just pack up and start over, somewhere far, far away? A cabin the woods, a hut in another country, the side of a mountain, somewhere, anywhere, just…away from here? I asked Vinnie this on the drive home from the store,… Read More
It was early afternoon on a Friday, our only day “off” during the busyness of our schedules of school co-ops, teaching, shooting and Vinnie working 12-hour overnight shifts at the homeless shelter. I was on the treadmill, trying to sweat my way out of this… Read More
The Frozen Moon 