On Tuesday nights, my man and I share a sweet spot. We grab our chairs and sit for a spell on a park bridge overlooking an inlet. The waves quiet my soul, and a lighthouse serves as a backdrop for birds flittering by and boats skipping on the water. We don’t say much. We hold…
Some days my battle weary husband straggles in the front door with brooding eyes, slumped shoulders, and a defeated countenance. The world beats him up and tosses him around unmercifully. Condemning voices have taken up residence in his head. Negative circumstances and pesky people war against my man and rob him of energy, joy, and…
I am developing Instagram envy. I blame Amanda for this. Lately, her feed pops up picture after picture of planted pots full of sprouting vegetables in her backyard. “I can’t believe how much my tomatoes have grown,” she comments. I growl hungry with desire as I stare into my iPhone — I want her yummy,…
“A gentle tongue is a tree of life…” Proverbs 15:4a, ESV Joining like-minded sisters at Photo Credit
Today is my dad’s birthday. He thought he was turning 68, but apparently he lost a year because I know for a fact that he turned 68 last year. We had a lovely dinner in his honor at one of his favorite restaurants, and we all shared one piece of cherry cheesecake. Who knew that…
I met her when I was in grad school. We had class together all day on Saturday — two four-hour courses back to back with a 90-minute lunch break in between. She hopped in my car to go grab a bite to eat a few times, and as the weeks went by we learned…