Remember that time I moved? (A Thankful Tuesday Post)

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How many times have I written on this blog about moving? Too. Many. Times. Here’s one. Here’s another. Here’s another. Four times in five years. And I did it one more (last! please let it be the last!) time, y’all. I packed my entire house up in boxes and unpacked it all this past weekend. [Read More...]

Not the same…

August and a friend climbing a hill in the middle of the city

When August was four months old, the Phillies won the World Series. The Phils had won once before, in October of 1980, when my husband was four months old. Chris spent his childhood in love with the Philadelphia Phillies. And he went into his adult Philadelphia fandom with great commitment. So, of course, baby August [Read More...]

Thankful Tuesday: Adjustment and the Hope of Normal

Yes, these are the empty (Empty!) boxes in my hallway...

Today is election day in the US and I know a good blogger would have something really meaningful to say about that. But today, I’m going to have to send you elsewhere for your meaningful election posts, because I’m obsessed with the fact that we’re in our new apartment! I’m still operating without Internet so [Read More...]

One Last Moving Day Post

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We’re moving today. Are you so sick of me saying that? Me too. So, in honor of my mind and tasks being elsewhere, I’m giving you a hodgepodge of things I’m thinking about today:   The best things about eight weeks in two separate temporary homes: August finally getting to experience his dream come true: [Read More...]

My big, scary moving fears (or, when God gives the good gifts)

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I cried when we found out we were moving to San Francisco. I cried because we’d never be able to get August into a preschool in this crammed city packed with kids on waiting lists since their days in-utero. I cried because I had finally been able to afford a babysitter a few days a [Read More...]

Downhill: The Miracle and the Standing Still

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I feel the dark sadness press in like a dam has broken, an internal stopper lifted so the water flows downstream, straight where it wants to go. All my efforts against it are like shakey, rickety barriers, sticks I once lay in hopes of keeping it all contained. It’s a virus that undoes me: Germs [Read More...]

One Week, Forever, Right Now: A Reflection

The first thing August wanted to do when we got to San Francisco.

It’s been one week since we touched ground and saw our boys. One week since we came home from Italy and here we are turning in an application for the second apartment we looked at, which had everything my faithful mother had prayed we’d find, spending Sunday afternoon at that apartment’s neighborhood library (which happens [Read More...]

Italy: A story in pictures

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When you travel 24 hours and your guts are all twisted because your kids are alive 24 hours away from you and you may not be able to bear this, and then you drink a cappuccino with a “standing breakfast” and walk outside and this is what says hello… and walking paths look like this… [Read More...]

How to say goodbye

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Fifteen months ago, when Chris was offered his new job and we made the decision to move to Austin, my first call was to Jamie, my roommate in college and my maid of honor. She’s lived in Austin for eight years. We both cried on the phone. Never had we thought it would be possible [Read More...]

Far far away

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Happy are they whose transgressions are forgiven, and whose sin is put away! Happy are they to whom the Lord imputes no guilt, and in whose spirit there is no guile. Psalm 32: 1-2 That Psalm was in my prayer book last week. I read it last Friday (one of the few days in the [Read More...]