Posts tagged as:

Love

In Sickness and In Health

August 19, 2010

As I walked up to the kitchen sink this morning, I was taken aback by the number of little plastic cups and fat medicine tubes covering the bottom.  I had cleaned everything in the sink before I called it a night, hadn’t I?  And almost as soon as I had had the thought, I remembered [...]

Read the full article →

Finding a Moment of Thanks

June 25, 2010

As I woke up this morning, I immediately was thankful for a new day.  To say that almost all of the 24 hours of yesterday was horrible would not be that much of an exaggeration.  Even after the day should’ve been over, Hannah Grace repeatedly came downstairs while Matt and I tried our best to [...]

Read the full article →

A Poem to My Daughter

May 5, 2010

I was nervous before your arrival. The frustrations and fears I was carrying as I carried you– could that tension pass onto you? You didn’t give me time to think– sudden pain, a few pushes, and then perfection. Your sweet cry, little fingers and toes, I loved you before I knew you. With each month [...]

Read the full article →

The Haircut

January 6, 2010

I debated whether or not to write this post.  I mean, what’s so interesting about a haircut?  But this event hasn’t left my mind since it happened three nights ago.  When a thought stays with me this long, I know either God is trying to tell me something, or I have another writing topic brewing. [...]

Read the full article →

Quality of Life 2: In Need of Lighter Fluid

October 15, 2009

It was a typical Friday evening.  I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of my husband so we could have our ‘date night.’  I’m not really sure why I had gotten excited every Friday before; we never actually went anywhere and rarely had anything planned for the evening. However, something about the day ‘Friday’ gave me [...]

Read the full article →

The Morning I Knew My Husband Really Loves Me

September 17, 2009

I previously had the idea that my children conspire to make certain nights hellish for my husband and me.  I don’t think that they have a hushed meeting behind a closed closet door huddled around a flashlight while articulating their plan–that’s silly–our flashlight needs new batteries, and the baby can’t sit up.  I am leaning [...]

Read the full article →

Dear Children…

September 10, 2009

My Dear Caleb and Hannah Grace, I am in need of therapy, or possibly you are in need of therapy, but either way, we cannot afford a good therapist right now.  Therefore, as you are not taking your naps as I’d asked, even after telling you a good surprise awaits, while HG has smeared diaper [...]

Read the full article →