The whir of the sewing machine has been a lullaby and the steam from the hot iron has been aromatherapy. For the last few days of this self-quarantine I've been holed up in my sewing room. It's a room I've recently adorned with new paint (a beautiful airy light blue.. think of a salty breeze) … Continue reading Lullabies and aromatherapy
Watching someone die
Watching someone die. A participial phrase hanging in the balance. One evening this summer I watched someone I love die. It has to be one of the most heart-wrenching and beautiful events I've witnessed in my third-of-a-century life. It's beautiful in the objective sense of the word... unique and relatable and human and precious. All … Continue reading Watching someone die
Breaking News: “Top Nine” Doesn’t Capture Most Important Moments
I use Instagram fairly regularly, probably with more regularity now that I have opted out of Facebook. I know, I know, Instagram is owned by Facebook blah blah blah. Everyone's been posting their "Top Nine" recently - the most liked photos in their feeds. Once again, social media panders and quite frankly takes advantage of … Continue reading Breaking News: “Top Nine” Doesn’t Capture Most Important Moments
The Gift of Enough
Sometimes I do the torturous math and think that if we had had a child soon after we started trying, he/she would be a preschooler. And sometimes I think that maybe we'd have had another one by now, too. I guess I aspired to be a mom with kids close in age, and voluntarily participate … Continue reading The Gift of Enough
I went through a few years playing faith and going through the motions. I felt I really had no viable option otherwise. I hadn't lost my faith but I didn't feel connected either. The time after my first grandma died was also the time I was initially grieving children we would never have, and for … Continue reading Catalyst
The bend in the road: a reflection from January 2016
Again I write, not sure if these words will see the light of day. My last post was written almost four months ago, when I shared our story of infertility. I mentioned that there's hope that can overshadow the disappointment that comes with this journey. I wasn't sure how hope would play out over the … Continue reading The bend in the road: a reflection from January 2016
A bigger promise
I have failed miserably at writing here every day. But I do that some thoughts that have emanated from my daily devotional on the YouVersion Bible App. The current plan I'm going through now with a friend is all about devotions that speak to real-life. Really, that's what I look for in any devotion. But … Continue reading A bigger promise
Running through infertility.
It's August 8, 2015. I'm relaxing post-run, breakfast, coffee, and shower in my (hot) house in El Paso, Texas. I don't know if I'll share this post today, tomorrow, or five years from now, but a voice in my soul is yearning to be heard, even if it becomes a draft somewhere in cyberspace. I … Continue reading Running through infertility.
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