The Hidden Places

The Hidden Places

Yesterday, I woke up with a burning conviction… Clean the house or burn it down. You might be relieved to know that I chose the former rather than the latter which seems to be the wiser and less dramatic choice.  I am nothing if not a practical drama queen. Now, if you know me at all or have ever been to my house, you can probably attest to the fact that it is almost never overwhelmingly messy.  In fact, it…

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Close to Home

Close to Home

I remember as a little girl running and playing in the yard, looking for four leaf clovers, searching for locust shells on the tree trunks, tying together flower necklaces, standing at the fence of the horse pasture basking in the whimsy of home.  It seemed larger than life.  It wasn’t much, but it was ours.  And I always knew that I was safe there—at home. It’s a strange thing now to be living back on this same land, the land…

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Keep It Simple

Keep It Simple

Brene’ Brown, famed author, speaker, and researcher said that two of the most powerful words we can hear in the human language are simply, “Me too.” And I can already tell you that when I unleash this next confession, I am certain, I will hear a resounding, “ME TOO!” from many of you who likely feel the same. If you are not my mother or sweet husband, and my phone rings with your name on it (or worse, God forbid,…

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In the Garden

In the Garden

We moved into our house in mid-August.  It came on the heels of months of being in temporary living quarters while we built.  Now, this too is not our permanent home.  It’s a shop house, barn house, barndominium, outdoor kitchen… whatever people call these things to make them feel better about the fact that when they shout at their children, “Hey, close the door!  Were you raised in a barn?” you find yourself answering your own question… “Actually, yes.  This…

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When Less Becomes More

When Less Becomes More

It’s been a while.  I haven’t written in nearly two months.  I could say I have been in a writer’s slump, but I think it’s more accurately described as a life funk.  Propelling myself forward at lightning speed and allowing the chaos to overtake the quiet. Don’t get me wrong.  Life is good.  It’s more than good.  I’m crazy blessed and there is so much to be thankful for each day.  But I find myself longing for more. Lord, I…

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Get On My Level

Get On My Level

I scoured the tiny town looking for an oasis in the desert—Dollar General.  On the road for work, I needed a couple of essentials I had left home without, and I was hopeful I could find what I needed.  I pulled into the parking lot and my eyes caught the bright flash of their neon pink and orange shirts.  Two tiny sisters probably about two and three years old who darted off the sidewalk before their mom could catch them. …

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Stick With It

Stick With It

I stood looking in the mirror as I exhaled in frustration.  “Seriously, what’s it going to take?  I mean, I was watching what I ate and running, and still nothing!” With all the love and kindness he could muster, sweet husband looked at me and said, “But Babe, you did that for about a week.” As I rolled my eyes as far back in my head as they would go, I thought, How rude!  How mean!  How… right.  Don’t you…

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Perfectly Imperfect

Perfectly Imperfect

We are nearing an anniversary, and today has been sweet husband’s birthday.  I’ve learned some things along the way.  Most of all, that life is not perfect.  Most certainly, we are not perfect.  For the small amount that it is worth, I hope you might find some bit of wisdom here… I have come to realize that I have celebrated birthdays with you for nearly half our lives.  I don’t think I ever quite envisioned that bailing on that St….

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Live Interrupted

Live Interrupted

This morning I was on my way to work at a quiet coffee shop because my soul needed coffee, earbuds, and a change of pace.  On my way there, I passed a truck in traffic from which the wheels had quite literally fallen off.  Just driving along and the axle broke and the wheels fell off, and I thought, “Geez, that’s kind of how I feel.” The thought caught me by surprise, and even though I said it, I wasn’t…

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Valiant and Vulnerable

Valiant and Vulnerable

So just in case you’ve been hiding under a rock, and you’ve missed the InstaStories and the Facebook feeds… It was Valentine’s Day, y’all.  Now here’s a fun fact—Valentine’s Day is my favorite holiday of all the holidays.  More than Christmas.  More than Thanksgiving.  Certainly more than Halloween or St. Patrick’s Day. VALENTINE’S DAY.  Ahhhh.  I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic, I suppose.  And I have loved love for as long as I can possibly remember. But this year,…

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