I’m a bit late with the Song of the Month for October.
Honestly, I’ve been wrestling with whether I should even be doing this anymore. Sure, I love music, and these songs I share with you every four weeks or so are ones that resonate deeply with me.
But I’ve been trying to simplify a few areas of my life, and as silly as it might sound, this little blog feature is one that keeps lingering on the chopping block.
What would life be like if we hadn’t moved to Kansas 10 years ago? This isn’t a question I ponder much. I’m typically not overly sentimental or prone toward melancholy. I make plenty of mistakes, but I don’t second guess big decisions very often. I like to move on, already. …
When we adopted Lilly—14 years ago last week—she was 9 months old and weighed about 17 pounds. That might not seem like much, but she was a chunk of a little girl—so much so that people we met in elevators and restaurants in China often mistook her for a 2-year-old. …
Just recently, I had a couple of conversations that included someone expressing to me, “This is awkward.” In each case, I understood why these friends felt that twinge of discomfort. But each time, my internal reaction was the same. Please, don’t feel awkward. That’s just life. It’s totally OK. I …
I’ve been thinking about crickets lately. Not the black, six-legged, insect kind. The kind that show up when you pour out your heart to someone and get nothing in response. Crickets. They say silence is deafening, and sometimes, I think they are right. In this case, crickets are louder than …
Enough. It’s a popular word these days, isn’t it? I think I understand why, but something about the whole idea also confuses me. When we feel like we are not enough, what does that mean, exactly? What’s enough? Is there ever enough? Enough for what? Who or what are we measuring …