The Lake

I am a firm believer that women should retreat.  Not in the way of leaving permanently – although there have been times that would have been a great idea – but in the context of getting away with some wacky girlfriends.  This past weekend I had the pleasure of doing just that.   A group…

Back To The Hill

I have been back to my old stomping grounds several times since leaving, but there was a different vibe yesterday.   It was different because Bryce was looking at WKU for himself.   As we toured the campus, I was overwhelmed with envy.  While I wouldn’t want to go back in time – seriously, I…

Stepping on My Tongue

I can only describe yesterday afternoon as an avalanche.   An avalanche of change, concern, and then just plain annoyance.   Being a mother to a special needs child or adult  – as he keeps reminding me – along with caring for my 86 year old mother could even rock the Dalai Lama.  Most days…

Leggo My Ego

Part of my issue is my over-entitled ego.   My ego leads me to believe things that aren’t necessarily true.   It whispers in my ear and it reveals a not so pretty version of me.   Several things happens when this little nuisance comes to play.  First, it gets supersized.  The illusion that I…

Surrender

During this process of college visits and senior moments, my calendar looks like someone vomited all over it.   There seems to be no time to simply pause and enjoy it.   I am trying to be mindful.  I am trying to allow God to do his work in Bryce’s life.  I am trying not…

The Oasis

I am a firm believer that everyone should have a space of their own.  Now, if you have a significant other, kids, pets, or aliens from another planet, it is a hard commodity to come by.    As a woman, we are so consumed by making a home – a place that the family can…

Only When I Listen

I have always used writing as a therapeutic tool.   Even with ebbs and flows, I have always found putting pen to paper usually revealed something more than I was ever thinking.    At some point after having my boys, I decided to write children’s books.    I mean, how hard can that be?  …

Visualize

Years ago, I settled down on a Sunday afternoon to create my first vision board.   What’s a vision board, you ask?  It is simply a place where one puts things that they would like to see materialize in their lives.    Yesterday, I armed myself with rubber cement, an armful of magazines, poster board…

Coming To Terms

We have a Serviceberry tree in our front yard.  Each year it blooms and produces these ripe red berries that apparently are a favorite among the critters that roam the yard.   It replaced the two majestic trees that became casualties of some brutal summers and eventually succumbed. When we came home from spring break,…

The Effort

I shared in my last blog my willingness to wait.  Waiting for what’s next.  Waiting for God’s direction.   Certain areas of my life are on pause.   So, while I am currently in a standstill pattern, I have decided to focus on things that I can do something about.  Where action is welcomed and…