Joyful play
Twenty years ago this month, the dolphins in the Gulf of Mexico played around our boat.
Apparently, people with burning houses don’t consider the Valentines plans of their first responders. (How dare they?)
A Fireman’s Valentine Read More »
What I lack in a history of sexual sin I make up for in a thousand other ways, as named here. I am greatly in need of grace.
Marriage in recovery Read More »
I had a lovely little idea that February would be the perfect month to focus on intimacy, and then I inherited a newborn baby.
February Goals – more reports and confessions Read More »
You know deep in your bones that what he is thinking or doing or feeling or chasing is going to land him in deep guano sooner or later.
This griddle. Hm. It has seen better days, and no wonder. It’s one of our wedding gifts, from seventeen years ago today.
What Lasts Seventeen Years Read More »
Both of my last two blog posts are true pictures of my family. There is great pain and great beauty side by side in my home.
My response: Running Read More »
We have been walking through difficult things this summer. His words feel redemptive, protective, perfect to me.
Guest post from my husband: Running Read More »
Our family dinner was a lovely success despite a candle-wax spill (entirely my fault), and blurry pics, and too much food.
How dare he? This is not the first time he will shave his whiskers for the state, and it will probably not be the last, God forbid.
What (our) marriage is really like Read More »