Strawberries in Winter
I walked from the car into the house with my purse in my hands. Chris looked up long enough to not see any grocery bags in hand and for me to say, “They didn’t have any. Again.” “Really?”… Continue Reading
Behind the Glasses — MOPS Magazine
I sat in a beach chair and cried. Not legit crying with sobs and shudders. It was subtle – the kind of crying where your tears just turn on, as if they were emotional garden hoses connected to a leaky… Continue Reading
We Feel Led to Adopt: Now What?
In the year since our adoption’s been finalized, a number of people have contacted me say that they are interested in adoption. A few have said they feel led to adopt. And a handful have reached out and… Continue Reading
Begetting
“Well, you run. You know. Running begets running,” she says. I laugh: we’re talking about creativity. And how doing hard things gets easier … after you do them over and over again. You just have to start.… Continue Reading
Who’s In Charge Here? — Coffee+Crumbs
I stood at the sink holding a dead chicken. Not an actual chicken. I mean, yes, it was an actual dead chicken, but not a ‘hey mom, hold this, why do you think it died?’ type of chicken (we live… Continue Reading
Minivan Theology
The weekday mornings in my house go a little bit like this: me, sitting quietly on the couch with a cup of coffee, two boys crawl out of bed, on top of me, and then, like lion cubs, start… Continue Reading
In Real Life: On Friendships and Words Becoming Flesh
Something strange happened in my life over the last couple of years, something I wasn’t sure was possible: I’ve made friends — on the internet. Facebook started in 2004. Twitter, 2006. Instagram: 2010. (And for reference,… Continue Reading
Forty
Our youngest son, Asher, is five. He loves music with a strong drum beat, can’t help but laugh when someone gets hurt in a movie, and (we discovered just this past Christmas) can put together Lego projects independently. … Continue Reading
It Gets Better — Coffee+Crumbs
Yesterday, I sat with my kids in a planetarium awaiting the start of a laser show. Just them and me. No one in my lap, no one crying, no one strapped to my front while standing in the back corner,… Continue Reading
When You Feel Like It’s All On You — Coffee+Crumbs
Around the middle of last month, I felt off. Not sick, just cold: I couldn’t get warm and I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the weather change—from balmy to chilly—or the shorter days, that the holidays (and the end… Continue Reading