There are times in the year, winter being one of them, when the longing to travel comes to the surface. The dark days bring back memories of the fun travels Douglas and I have had. But I started traveling long before I married my husband. I blame my parents. I blame them for leaving their... Continue Reading →
“All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.” Blaise Pascal. I have always loved music. I remember coming home from school in Grade 2 and finding a new record (yes, I’m that old) by our record player and listening to it OVER and OVER and reading the liner... Continue Reading →
I don’t like making goals. Just being honest. Goals scare me. I think Brennig having cancer has given me PTSD in regard to goal making. The fact that our lives came to a screeching halt, five+ years ago has shaken my very core. Our family’s lifestyle of moving a lot (like every three-four years) has... Continue Reading →
“Sabbath isn’t about resting perfectly, it’s about resting in the One who is perfect (171).” - Shelly Miller
Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind which are delivered down from generation to generation as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unbornAddison - As seen on the Chicago Cultural Center Dome I used to be a voracious reader. My father works for a publishing company and at... Continue Reading →
It's Labor Day in America. In my mind it's the last day before school begins, but here where we live, kids started almost three weeks ago already. In the last three weeks, we've started school, take our oldest to college, unpacked his boxes into his dorm room, prayed for him and left him to fend... Continue Reading →
I am also grieving, grieving that my hovering is done and now I have to let them fly.
These last six weeks have been utter chaos. Not anything bad, but a lot of things are taking up precious brain space. I'm a middle season mom and my life feels so out of control right now. My oldest is graduating in two days. Woohoo!!! During all of his cancer treatments, this child refused to... Continue Reading →
We cannot hold on to anything else for all is temporal, but He is everlasting.
home...hospitality...hope
Homeschooling to give our children roots to ground them and wings to help them fly
I will lift my eyes to the hills and their Creator.
Plowing through Life in the Country...One Calf Nut at a Time
Breathe life into your service family
telling the story god is writing for my family
a mom, a dad, four boys, and finally a little girl!
