Confession: I’ve been doing this weird wandering thing with my heart. I’ve driven all over the Austin area looking at property, scouring realty sites, moved mentally into homes that are not mine – like this cute, dilapidated farmhouse. I told Will this must be some kind of mid-life crisis. I feel as though I’ve completely lost my writing mojo (I’ve… Read More
Every morning, when I pull off my nightgown and get ready to lower my my fifty year old, baby worn body into the bath, I say something: Thank you, God, for this body you gave me. I am so grateful. I’m sure you realize there are lots of other things I’d like to say to my body. Mean things. Ugly things…. Read More
When Will walks out the door at 7 am and I’m on the sofa sipping coffee in my pajamas ready to write, I feel good about life. Purposeful. Productive. Like this is what I’m made to do. But an hour later when I’m obsessing on getting a good picture of Spoonie for Instagram, there’s a real problem. Morning after morning,… Read More
I tell you lots of little things. Because I like to make you smile. And I want to help you love your life. No matter what is going on, no matter how stressy life feels … we are blessed beyond measure. Totally living in the lopsided favor of God. Today, four favorite things just for you: Thrifted Things I rest… Read More
Dear Thanksgiving, It’s happening again … people are pushing Christmas to the forefront. And while it’s true, Christmas holds a super important role in our year, I think you’re pretty special too. I appreciate the way you call us together without gifts. The way you sneak in all unexpected with simple joy.
Because I wrote kind of dark, depressing posts about pain in the last few weeks, I thought I’d let you in on stuff that goes on that maybe I shouldn’t be writing publicly. Stuff that has no significance. Weird stuff. That might amuse you. Or could scare you to pieces. 1. Upon catching RSD (you really can’t catch it but… Read More