I'm sipping warm lemon-ginger-honey water and giving thanks for the box of Cheerios David picked up for me yesterday. I'm sipping and I'm picturing. My belly big and round. The lusty cry of a newborn. The years of parenting. The dreams. The hurts. The fears. Sometime this weekend, my 9-week pregnancy update will be written... Continue Reading →
As fitting now as it was then
After filling several pages of my prayer journal this morning, I decided to go back and peruse my Facebook account from several years ago during a time of family tragedy, seeking a glimpse of the pain of then and the progress of now. In all honesty, I was amazed by the facade I so perfectly portrayed. As... Continue Reading →