It's not fair. Life is just not fair. Every child has learned that lesson. We all have received the smaller half of the cookie, had a friend who could do something we weren't allowed, or been blamed for something we had no part in. Life, indeed, is not fair. But, what if you got the … Continue reading Unfair
My brain feels like mush. This is the third attempt at writing a blog post in the past two weeks, and I'm not entirely sure this one will make it to the "publish" button either. It is house crunch time, and my mind is spinning in about one million directions. I literally, somehow, "convinced" Bobby … Continue reading Wake Up
All hope and excitement was before us. As the four wheels of our whale-blue car rolled up to Minnesota, so too did my heart roll in eager anticipation to see our future house. "Bobby!" I exclaimed squeezing and shaking his bicep in the rumbling car, "We are going to see our house!" As traffic picked … Continue reading Loop-de-Loop
We are officially homeless. Sure, we may have a large chunk of change in the bank from the equity of our home, but there is something priceless about having a place to call your own. For our last night at the Shawnee House, we did last minute fixes and clean-ups, said good-bye to our favorite … Continue reading Homeless
There is a white folding table in our "new" living room. It was fittingly placed beside the basement walk-out door, inviting our boxes, containers, and random piles of junk. Bobby and the rest of the clan and I would go to our minivan and Rav 4 to retrieve new boxes, and place them on, under, … Continue reading Sour Patch
I feel like we are all in survival mode. Recently I read a biography in which, the author made a comment that most people journal during difficult times, sorrow, or when life is hard. Although I do have times of journaling out frustrations or difficulty, I think that as a writer, I tend to write … Continue reading Survival Mode
Let's talk about prayer. Well, actually, let's first talk about tattoos. Because, legit, legit, I want to get one. I have ALWAYS, my entire life, said I would NEVER get a tattoo. Completely unappealing. I used to imagine, if I got one, as soon as the ink was pouring into my cells, regrets, questions, and … Continue reading Prayer & Tattoos
The. House. SOLD. I don't even know what to do with myself. It sold not even 24 hours after the realtor entered our doorway. I can't even. I took the kids to the mall on Friday, the day we had the showing, with my in-laws Bob and Kathy. (Although just for the record, the showing … Continue reading Sold
In the month of February, I challenged myself to write an eight-line alliteration poem every day, going alphabetically. I was inspired by Psalm 119, which in Hebrew, is an acrostic poem consisting of every line starting with the same letter of the Hebrew alphabet. "How cool," I thought, "to write my own personal Psalm 119!" … Continue reading Gold
Life feels content. Life is settled, happy, and for the most part, normal. (I didn't think I'd ever say that word again...) We all seem to be in an emotionally stable place around here. We are busy, motivated, caught up and rested. Life is good. For once in my adult life, I seem to have … Continue reading Stop and Smell
Seminary Wife 