The week before Mother's Day, I wrote a few words on Facebook and posted several pictures of my mom. I planned to write an appropriate blog post on that Sunday, to share some special things about her. I wanted to wrap up this segment of life and move on. I couldn't do it. And that's …
A spindly, pot-bound plant caught my eye. It sat in the garden, likely for years, waiting to be planted. It was barely alive. So we prepared the soil, added fertilizer and put its roots down deep. I watered and weeded and waited. For three years. This April its first blossoms appeared. I hoped the plant would …
Over the past two years my concept of home has been dismantled one roofing shingle, one 2 by 4, one new window at a time. It's been curious and painful and enlightening all at once. As every load of debris went dump bound, every piece of sheet rock was man-handled to the second floor, every plastic tote …
There is no hustle bustle in my neighborhood. No bright colors of big city life. Just the muted tones of land waking up from winter. In my neighborhood we wait. Wait for leaves to sprout on mossy limbs... for the hummingbirds... for new growth after pruning. We wait for new adventure. And sometimes it's hard. To wait. But I …
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I found out yesterday that after only two full days on the market, my parents' home sold. In fact, they had three offers to choose from! I'm happy for them. At this stage of life they deserve to have something work out with ease. And as my mom said in one of my previous posts, "God is so good". …
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