Growing Up Mom
We sat close to the back of the plane, on a (mercifully) half full flight. Taking turns, Lee and I passed Annika back and forth across the aisle, her indignant wails reverberating off the airplane walls in a cacophony of torture. We avoided contact with the other passengers as much as possible,...
2016: Pursue
We started last year with a hush. It was a quietness of spirit hovering slowly over a blanket of grief. And yet there was this burst of light sprinkled inside the fog, because for those who believe, death is victory. And so it is that we enter into this new year with another victorious hush. We...
The Good Truth
Good. I like that word. When I think of the word good, I like to think happy thoughts. Good is smiling. It's warm and colorful. It's happy endings and Christmas mornings. Good is the thing that makes you smile. It's the light that drives out darkness - the opposite of evil. Good is just...
Merry Christmas
The stockings are all hung by the chimney with care... Well, most of them are, anyway. I don't have a stocking for Annika yet, because FOURTH CHILD! I can't be bothered with such details right now, thankyouverymuch. We had two days of nippy weather down here in Florida and it put us right into...
