Home is a quiet place. Such a contrast to the world around us. People running and doing, all making a ruckus while they're at it. Distractions and stimuli; exhausting attempts to accomplish. A culturally acceptable way to avoid the gentle hum of life at home. The pace of the world is fast for small feet, and oftentimes my … Continue reading The Case for Being Home
Category: Reflections
A Good Job
A few weeks ago I sat down next to a mom of two little girls. Perfect strangers, exchanging courteous hellos. Until she downloaded. One polite question led to another and before I knew it, she was knee-deep in her life story. It was a little awkward. That strange feeling of someone you barely know sharing their deepest secrets, … Continue reading A Good Job
Dirt
Crusty surface gives way to damp, packed soil. The earth crumbles at my fingertips, falling into a million little particles that scatter in the sunlight. Brown flecks float in the air as I meticulously comb through the mound, picking out the pebbles and rocks, adding weight to the bucket at my side. I sigh. There is more … Continue reading Dirt
When Rest does not Come
Rest can be hard to come by. That sweet season where things are calm, life is peaceful, and everything feels comfortable. A chance to let the breath out and the guard down. Ease in the surrender. I have been in desperate need of rest. Not because I'm overcommitted or overwhelmed. I'm just worn. Lately life refuses to … Continue reading When Rest does not Come
The Boy on the Bike
12-inch tire tracks flanked by miniature footprints stretch through the white fluff in front of me. The snow is no match for my boy and his bike. He rides no matter the weather; rain, snow, sleet, heat. Like his father, my Emerald adores being on two wheels. Barreling straight for me, he swerves, crashing into the … Continue reading The Boy on the Bike
Two Precious Stones 