What do you do when you have no words? Not for another person, but for yourself?
Not about something tragic, but about the normal course of life. Not about a specific event, but about what was, what is and what might be to come?
What do you tell yourself when the emotions and thoughts and scenarios crowding your mind render you unable to articulate how you feel about any number of things, at any given moment?
I have a bad foot. I’ll spare you pictures and wordy descriptions. Just know that I had to wear corrective shoes when I was a kid. That I didn’t get my first pair of tennis shoes until I was in the third grade. That sports involving running were pretty much …
There’s something about this time of year that takes me back. Back to the days when the longing of my heart went unfulfilled for far longer than I ever expected. Three years of infertility plus almost two years of waiting to complete our first adoption equals, well, a very long time. It …
We have a new driver at our house. Once Lilly turned 14—the legal age to learn to drive in Kansas—she started studying the state driver’s handbook. She took countless practice tests online and passed the official permit exam on her first try. She’s handled herself (and the family minivan) well …
When it comes to love languages, gifts and words are where it’s at for me. If you really want to fill my emotional tank to overflowing, find a way to combine the two. Card, note, book, wall hanging, blog comment—it makes no difference. It’s the thought behind the message, not …
“Faith is the opposite of fear.” “Faith and fear cannot occupy the same space.” I’ve been running across such phrases lately, but the more I hear them, the less inclined I am to think they tell the whole story. The thing about opposites is that they are concrete and clearly defined. …