Mom

Rooted {Listen to Your Mother}

The barren branches of a mature lilac bush shiver as winter’s breath exhales on them. From the warm and peaceful place inside our new home where I sip my coffee I see them. Stripped down. Fragile leaves and blooms gone. Awaiting spring. Thick branches crossing over one another. Roots unseen stand through the bitter cold. I used to believe my … Read More

2 years.

*A note before you read this. After doing an audit of my blog in 2022, I have decided to leave content that speaks to the Christian I was at the time this was written. I no longer identify as Christian (and haven’t for a very long time.) I chose to leave these posts because it is who I was then … Read More

Six Months

Six months today and it’s not any easier. I wish the Amazing Grace felt a little more graceful right now. Maybe it does, maybe I’m just too numb to know it.

Count Fish

Ann Voskamp posted the other day about counting fish. You should really go read it, but if you don’t the gist of the story is this… Simon Peter climbed aboard and dragged the net ashore. It was full of large fish, 153, but even with so many the net was not torn. Jesus said to them, “Come and have breakfast.” … Read More

How Things Come Together When God Tries To Get My Attention Part 4

*A note before you read this. After doing an audit of my blog in 2022, I have decided to leave content that speaks to the Christian I was at the time this was written. I no longer identify as Christian (and haven’t for a very long time.) I chose to leave these posts because it is who I was then … Read More

Categories GOD

How Things Come Together When God Tries To Get My Attention

*A note before you read this. After doing an audit of my blog in 2022, I have decided to leave content that speaks to the Christian I was at the time this was written. I no longer identify as Christian (and haven’t for a very long time.) I chose to leave these posts because it is who I was then … Read More

Categories GOD

Popinjay–Dangerous

The depression that I know is coming is definitely dangerous.  I have to spread mom’s ashes and try to celebrate (ha.) the holidays. I’m not looking forward to the rest of this year. * * * Next week’s prompt is: SMOOTH

Bad days ahead

Tomorrow my brother and sister and I are going to spread and distribute my mom’s ashes.  I still don’t know that it has sunk in that my mom is in a box right now. All of her. And we have to divvy her up. ugh. Tuesday would have been her birthday. We’re leaving for vacation and happier days Thursday. I … Read More

Today.

August 7, 2010 59 years ago on this day, Phil’s mom was born. 16 years ago on this day, Phil and I met in a traffic jam and shared our first kiss. 2 months ago on this day, my mom died. There just doesn’t seem like there’s a whole lot for me to say today. I’ve been rejoicing and giving … Read More

Ticking off the Time

So. It’s been a month since this. And I don’t know what to say. Because it doesn’t feel real yet.