A Hand to Hold

A Hand to Hold

Thanksgiving feast day in first grade.  It’s a good one.  My baby boy’s precious teacher made sure every detail was just perfect.  They set the table with perfect etiquette, used their manners, had little gentlemen pull out chairs for little ladies, and even blessed the meal in our wonderful little public school.  The placemats for each student included a handprint turkey, several sentences about what they were thankful for, and then– the best part– every student wrote down what they…

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In the Everyday

In the Everyday

I am tired.  I am maybe more tired than I’ve ever been. I let the words tumble around numbly in my brain.  I’m not sure I’m referring to physical exhaustion, but rather the exhaustion that occurs when life meets the intricate balance of chaotic and mundane. It seems that way sometimes, doesn’t it?  We find ourselves on the hamster wheel as each day greets us with complete chaos while also offering nothing different from the day before, and before, and…

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At the Precipice

At the Precipice

Today, my brother and his wife celebrate ten years of marriage.  A whole decade of matrimony coupled with another decade or so of living life together having been together since they were barely teenagers.  To celebrate their anniversary, they recently took a trip to Utah to do some hiking and exploring and adventuring.  The photos from their trip were breathtaking.  Steep mountains and canyons bursting with color, rippling creeks and passageways, wildlife and sprouts of greenery along the trails like…

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Say Something

Say Something

I am part of a club that I did not ask to join.  I did not seek out its membership.  I did not research its culture.  I whole-heartedly wish that my membership might expire and I could find an escape.  But here I am.  A member for life.   If you’re new here, you probably know me as a former teacher, accomplice to a restauranteur, wife and momma of three boys.  But you are mistaken.   There are four.  There will always…

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Withstand the Wait

Withstand the Wait

Twelve weeks and two days.  That’s how long I’ve been waiting for our metal shop to be installed.  And in all honesty, I could say 146 weeks or nearly three years because that’s the amount of time that we have been living here in the middle of the woods in the great state of Texas with little to no outside storage.  Lord Jesus help.  Now, all of this might sound a bit dramatic to the common passerby, but have you…

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More than a Moment

More than a Moment

About two months ago, sweet husband and I started working out with a trainer.  About a month ago, he made us start boxing.  Not each other, though that might be an interesting way to sort out simple marital spats.  Just whole body training through boxing.   Y’all, I can’t explain it, but I absolutely love it.  We go and we wear ourselves out and we leave and we get home and I am already counting the moments until we get to…

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Carline Chronicles

Carline Chronicles

When any person arrives at the time in their life where they will soon become a parent, there are things which are anticipated with whimsical glee and wild naïveté–  newborn onesies, first words, toddling steps, trips to the zoo, first day of kindergarten…  But there is a darkside to which no novice parent gives a second thought, and that is the carline. If you have school age kids, I know you read that with a little pain in your heart. …

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Mind Over Margin

Mind Over Margin

If you had asked 14 year old me what she wanted to do with her life, she would have boldly declared the dreams and passions that still swirl my mind today.  At 14, I was confident.  Fearless.  Daring.  And naive.   Back then, nothing was off the table.  In the 20+ years that have passed since, I find myself still on the journey to try to achieve those dreams.  What happened?  Did I try and fail?  Were my dreams too big? …

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The Destruction of Distraction

The Destruction of Distraction

When I was a teacher, I used to do an activity with my students where I made them guess certain things about me as a lesson in perception and judgment.  How many siblings do you think I have?  What kind of family did I have?  What occupations did my parents have?  What did I go to college for?  What kind of food do I like to eat?  What do I drive?  Their answers were often so off base which was…

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Silence the Shame

Silence the Shame

For a long time, sweet husband and I have talked about needing to get into a regular exercise routine.  It has long since been something that we have wanted to do together, but it is only now in this season of life that our schedules afford us this opportunity.   So finally, we bit the bullet, and now every day we have a standing appointment with a trainer who does his best to whip us into shape while bringing us as…

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