I’ve been thinking a lot about bitterness. I’ve been through seasons that left me bitter. I know you have, too. Sometimes, the season is fleeting. Other times, it becomes a fog that just won’t seem to lift even after the morning sun rises and dries up everything else. I spend most of my days talking… Continue reading Bitter.
I scrubbed at the sticky smudge on my screen, annoyed that gloop was gunking up my phone and occluding my gaze. I tried to tally how many popsicles Grey had consumed so far this summer – and how many drips had dropped on all of my things. He and I have been having weekly dates… Continue reading Halfway
Congratulations to the class of 2035! Yall, Grey had his preschool graduation, and this was on the last page of a scrapbook his teachers made for him. I’m not crying; you’re crying. All over town there are yard signs indicating students graduating from high school and college. It’s hard not to be reminded of my… Continue reading Next
I couldn’t make the words make sense. I racked my brain trying to conjure another solution. She was crying and in obvious pain, but my long-forgotten Spanish failed to bridge the language barrier. We clumsily communicated in single words and lots of “Ummm” and “How do you say…” I made pictures with words and translations.… Continue reading Lost in Translation
I’m just working for the weekend. If I hurry up and get it done now, I can relax later. If I don’t do it, who will? Have you found yourself thinking these things lately? In a world of go, go, go, and do, do, do – it becomes a badge of honor we wear proudly.… Continue reading Martha, Martha, Martha
Yall, have you ever had one of those days where you just couldn’t get it together? You’re just not feeling it. On days like this, when all the friendly faces and over-the-top pleasantries at Chic-fil-A are making me cringe, I have to remind myself that my feelings are not my faith. Can you even imagine… Continue reading my FEELINGS are not my FAITH