Growing Pains
I sat on the couch yesterday morning with a cup of coffee in the quiet. My muscles ached from a round trip 5 hour drive yesterday. The boys are spending…
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Welcome to Pray and Scrub!
I scrub best when there’s something to pray; I pray best when there’s something to scrub. P&S came from a desire to share my heart and home in a real…
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when life brings you back to your roots…
“And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live. She loved the little yellow cottage more than…
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the story ended…
There’s a house a few miles down the road. A year ago, I put all my hopes and all my dreams and every damn burden I could carry into that…
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end of days
Yesterday was good. I hesitate to even say that out loud, because I don’t ever really get to the end of the day and declare the day a good one…
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pack it all in…
I’ve let the clothes pile up on my bed. The washer broke three weeks ago. A valve busted one morning in the cold; the boys and I came home from…
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like an old worn hoodie…
Happiness seems out of reach most days.But some days, the sadness falls behind and hides itself there in the corner in a box and I laugh without thinking;…
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crammed, wedged, and tucked full of joy!
I bought a handful of star ornaments that first Christmas in Germany; the year was 2007. I’d wandered down the hill on the icy cobblestone with Austin and we trekked…
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until the plane levels out…
My eyes are closed and my head rests back on the seat- holding on until the plane levels out. I hold my breath. My arms reach across either side…
