I’m oscillating between strength and weakness. Between functioning and being back to “normal” but then mourning and being angry that instead of packing my hospital bag and putting the finishing touches on our nursery in these last few weeks, I’m not. There is no stocking up on supplies. There is no prepping and planning.

The moments that change us have a way of dividing our lives into a before and an after.

I think that happens multiple times in a life. As sad as that is to think about, knowing that we have experiences that we go through, that as monumental as they seem at the time, that there is no guarantee that something even more altering won’t come somewhere else down the line. That’s the side effect of living – leaving ourselves open to knowing that one day it may take every effort we have, just to breathe in and out.

I finally saw first episode of HGTV’s Fixer Upper.     I know, I’m really behind. Through my fantastic Roku and my parent’s generosity of letting me register through their Direct TV, I can watch HGTV live if I wanted, but I can… Read More

Book Review: Walking on Water When You Feel Like You’re Drowning

Eyes fasten on the face of a man who reignited my passion for God’s love in my life. Who gave me a deeper thirst for the Word than I’d yet to experience. I take care not to move, for fear noise will… Read More