As my body recovers from so long without sleep, I am beginning to salvage some of my excitement for life. I know it’s Friday, but for the sake of tradition, I simply couldn’t post my Thursday’s Thirteen things yesterday. So here I am bright and early with my warm socks on, feet up on the couch choosing to count the things...
It’s Monday. The day most dread due to its’ inevitable role in requiring us to awake from our weekends away from the office or the classroom or the hospital or the shop or wherever you are. Not only is today Monday, it’s Halloween—a controversial holiday amongst the conservative Christian community. SO if you wonder where I stand on this...
I feel like a changed woman. This is not an exaggeration, praise God. You guys, Esmae slept last night from 7:00-6:20, cried a little and slept again until 6:40. Getting out of bed this morning felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Looking into the mirror, I wasn’t horrified by the dark rings under my eyes. I didn’t cringe...
I have been afraid to dive back into writing. I’ve hesitated to pick up my pen or my computer and get some words flowing. Do you ever feel like when you get out of the swing of something it takes twice or three times as much self-talk to get yourself back in the game again? Ugh. I hate that....
Well, it’s become a new tradition that my Thursday’s thirteen come out on any day except Thursday. I’m not sure if you read my post a couple weeks back about the web that is my life, and needing to choose the things that gave life rather than the things that don’t, but I felt as though last week my family needed me,...
A while back I saw this quote from a song I that don’t know, but the lyrics were profound to me, and for some reason, I felt moved by them. The lyrics say: Let us float in the tears Let us cry from the laughters Life can be a rollercoaster. Our hopes can be dashed. Our dreams can simply drift...
This week’s Thursday things, may push some buttons. I may make a few of you feel uncomfortable, but if I choose not to share some of these loves, I would be quieting a part of my heart and life and reality that is front and center, and as I’ve reverberated in past posts–this blog is the raw and honest truth. So,...
Outside our back door there is a spider that is disgustingly huge. I’m talking half-dollar size. Surprisingly, I haven’t been seeing the spider as being disgusting, however, which is very unlike my squeamish, bug-fearing self. I take that back, I’m not afraid of all bugs. I think cool bugs like stick bugs and leaf bugs and caterpillars and grasshoppers are...
It’s barely Thursday anymore and here I am as the evening comes to a close, typing out the things that made my heart flutter this week. I hope as you read them, your hearts flutter, too, because that’s what this blog is all about for me–connection, people, love, gratitude, feeling life deeply, truly and authentically. So, as simple as they...
The sky today is as blue as blue as Esmae’s eyes—or her eyes as blue as today’s sky? Either way–woah. It’s gorgeous out. Not a lick of humidity—thank God, literally. Thanks to a helpful friend, I’m sitting at Starbucks getting my writing on here instead of at my home office; and by office I mean, my bed or my...
Hey All, I'm Lindsay. I'm here putting my heart out there for you to read and hopefully be encouraged by. This place here is my life--my parenting, my home, my Jesus, my thoughts about life. I can't wait to get to know you through this sweet and sacred place.