fight the hard battle
In the seven years since my first child was born, I’ve been on and off anti-depressants a good handful of times. Less than a year ago, I was married to…
here lately…
There are people on the internet bragging about ordering Christmas pajamas for their kids. It’s still June, people. Christmas is in July. The boys are spending time with their dad’s…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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;…