Why I’m afraid to tell you where we’re going on vacation

Florence, Italy at sunset (via romanticplaces.tumblr.com)

On September 19, Chris and I are going to Italy. Without our kids. And we’re going for ten days. There, I said it. I’ve been so afraid to tell you and there are a lot of reasons: One, I’m afraid you’ll judge me for spending money on a trip like this. (Or even having the [Read More...]

What’s saving my life this week.

Pawpaw and Memaw, with my aunt Rita in 1947

This week my friend Sarah Bessey asked the question at her blog: What’s saving your life right now? Grief is a strange thing, isn’t it? It’s so deep and wild and untamable. And it wakes up whenever it wants to and leaves you with your face in your hands in the dark bedroom on the [Read More...]

Thankful Tuesday: Birthdays, Bookshelves, Old/New friends, Green Drink, and on and on…

Joy by Marc Johns (via Joy Cho on Pinterest)

  You know that problem you have when you show up at a new friend’s house and you head straight to their bookshelf, because you can’t help it even though you know it’s nosy and possibly judgmental of you, but you still need to look and look and look because you want to know if [Read More...]

{This Sacred Everyday} Preston Yancey

ignitelight.tumblr.com via Pinterest

I’m anxious, which is why I’m baking in the first place. Baking is a kind of sacrament to me: a piece of myself, a temple of the Holy Ghost. [Read more...]

Tomato Thankful

first tomato

This bright red tomato just picked from our garden. On the last day of April??? (I can’t get over the weirdness of this. I know I may be from Texas, but Amarillo and Austin are 500 miles away from each other. That equals two very different climates. See here and here if you want to be [Read More...]

Dishes and Litany and all that Beauty

wash and dry

I live in the litany of the putting away. The clean dishes go onto shelves, forks and knives and cups and bowls. And the boys are waiting for their food, always waiting for food. I move from fridge to stove to sink to table, little circles. Sometimes it’s morning. I listen to the news in [Read More...]


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